easy like sunday moaning...

still overdoing it...
yesterday morn woke up really wiped from the shot, but took some heavy codeines for the muscle migraine and went to diamond jack's in soho with the fiance to watch my friend iestyn inflict some pain...fiance now has new fancy diagonaly nipple bar piercings and i can't wait to get better to have the cute little ies do some body mods on me - his new scarification work is amaxing!

then went to my local and almost fell asleep at the bar again.
i'm really close with everyone there - the ship on wardour street is like my home, so they all know what i'm going through and all rooting for me to get better. its lovely having so much support.

after that i trekked over to the farmers market at the brunswick that i've been telling my treatment buddy humbleheart about. its amaxing that she used to live right by me over here before moving back home to the states - we must have passed each other in the street many times...the world is so big but hepC makes it so small.

yes and so does buckminster fuller and the whole degrees of separation thing, but when i start looking at the 'tribes' i belong to it really does get small...like finding out me and fishwhiskers used to live in the same punker squat! how weird would it have been if we had the same genotype?

anyway more about overdoing it yesterday...
bought some nice baklava and came home. the fiance then announced that he wanted to learn to crochet to make a zombie amigurumi. i explained that he needed to learn the basics first so spent the last miniscule bits of my energy teaching him to chain, double crochet, and how to work in a round...his first project of a varigated coaster is just getting off the ground.

then i went to bed at 11pm and slept through to 5am - my usual wake up time for more painkillers, had a top up with some rooibos tea and then back to sleep...i slept straight through to 10am, missing my pill time and everything - not that i have any appetitie to take them with...so just swallowed them down with grapefruit juice and lounged til now.

still feeling horrid head and body achy breaky so more codeine and the kid is going to come round and hang out with me...she is also going through a hard time right now but that is a whole nother post about her hurt foot, work situation, and where is she going to live/travel to?

i wish i had that kinda freedom too.

o and for those that are interested - my tattoo artist is moving shops!
check out xed's page....

viral culture...

shot 14 done and dusted...
a bit later than usual these days but was out for a bite to eat with my lovely clients to celebrate our site going live. they new i was sick and going through a chemo-y type treatment but i finally came out and told them about my hepC. they really cant believe how i'm holding down the hours that i do do with the meds that i'm on as everyone else on the project is exhausted and in good health!

think its because my work grew out of something i would be doing anyway - and no, not crochet! that was in another life, lol...

but i have been so surprise and amaxed at who has/hasn't been supportive. clients and production companies that know are sooo there for me when i need and understanding when i'm wiped out. but close friends that i thought would help me out are no where to be seen for the last few months. fuck them. i know people are busy but some of them have been in hospital and i've dragged my own sick ass halfway across town to see them/take their kids...

also, another friend that hasnt' been around or even called since week 6 is someone my life has revolved around for years as her daughter had chronic fatigue - to the point that all holidays, etc for the last 5 years have been at their house ---- but i don't even warrant a fucking stop by cup of tea.

whatever.

sorry to rant - but realising how lovely the business/industry client production company colleague type people have been as opposed to those i have supported for years really makes me realise how much my life is going to move on and change when treatment is over. i'm already planning a big party to say thank you to all these people...

and then my wedding too!

yikes.

so not punk

sunday.

today i have accomplished:

1. nails painted a nice bright reddish orange
2. fed/watered with some nice middle eastern nibbles and sweet sweet sweet mint tea...i looove aubergines but of course they arent tasting so good anymore, ugh!
3. a lovely nice bath with demeter cotton candy flavoured soap
4. decleor phytopeel face exfoliation
5. put on long black nightgown and flopped on sofa completely worn out.

as there is no LOST on tonight i reckon i'll watch another sopranos box set and sleep.

wow. not. very. punk.