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So like, I’ve been away. Last time I’d been 'round here I was in the (literal) death throes of my alcoholism and financial distress.
I am happy to report that has not changed! I am still an alcoholic and always will be, and money for me is a snake tail-eating affair as I am still single parenting my sons, and that is reaching it’s conclusion sooner rather than later too (Imma kill 'em!) when they matriculate out of the apartment.
The biggest change for me was cancer and marijuana usage. I do remember for sure that I had cancer, what I can’t remember is if I flapped my gums about it here or not as I have been on here a couple times here and there but not really interacted much. Facebook and Twitter also died along the way and I am on Reddit but it’s not quite the same as on here.
I had HNCC cancer in my mouth and had a pretty rad (no pun!) surgery with like, a crab-like robot. The subsequent radiation (and having played Fallout III, it’s always “rads” to me) was no bueno but that’s over too.
Had the surgery Oct 28th last year, radiation treatments on mi caro from mid Diciembre to the end of January and returned to work mid-February. My mouth is still a little jacked up, but that’s what happens when you get cancer so don’t smoke, kids!
Hey–welcome back! Nothing that new–some new car threads, lotso Trump, plenty MMP and the monthly gripes. Same good folks, some losses, there was a 'Luci sighting a couple weeks ago. Lots of good pet pictures!
So, if the last time you were here you were in your death throes… you probably don’t remember the time you took on all of us and said “Ya blastered bog-ninnies! A fiver t’each o’ ya, if one o’ them sweet, kindly sea otters ever steals anything!”
Very sorry about your trials and tribulations but it’s always nice to see the return of a Prodigal Son. Would love to see more of your posts and how you’re getting on.
Since I’ve been gone, since I’ve been gone
I’m baked to the max, can’t fake it
don’t get me wrong, but since I’ve been gone
tolerance makin’ brain unsated
Nah, it’s this thing called “I’m joking”, sorry I wasn’t clear. My MB etiquette is in disuse. I joke about almost everything these days because I am so super fortunate to be alive that every breath is a blessing. I feel stronger and better. I have lost a ton of weight (can’t recommend the program, but the results have been great!) I needed to lose and no longer ingest anything directly unhealthy for my body, including weed, which I consume to avoid taking opiods.
I appreciate the concern, but I am kicking ass at my job as I have been busting my ass. I had to take all my vacation days and use FMLA leave to keep my job and I lived off my meager savings going into this once I found out I had cancer in my face. I have nothing to lose, everything to gain, much to learn and no time to spare. I am broke but rich in spirit. I was lost and am found. My life, while in some ways a disappointment to me, is now better than it has been in decades.
Welcome back, I get that there are no cured alcoholics, just recovering ones, but I hope you get through things okay. It is good to see you back, when I saw you in The Game Room I thought, hey, I haven’t seen them for a while.
Man, getting older. Yeah. Funny, that. I just commented to someone at work yesterday that I was living in the “Cat’s Cradle” song, and I am. I never have time for my 82 year old father whom is old and wants to see my sons and I. Mom too. My sons are 18 and 21 and soon to be gone, and even though we occupy the same 900 sq feet we don’t maximize our remaining time together due to jobs, school and friends.
Life is so strange someties. I am listening to so much more music now. It’s a language I want to speak more and more and use my mouth less and less. Give me neuralink already!
