Well, today something scary happened.

My left arm went completely numb for no reason in a matter of seconds, and then my entire arm and chest was in pain. About twenty minutes later, Cole and I had arrived at the local grocer’s to get some Bayer’s aspirin, and my entire hand was purple and swollen. It was terrifying. All blood flow just stopped. Eventually the swelling went down and I feel much better now, but I have to stay awake so I can take some medicine in a little while. Poor Jei has offered to stay awake with me: I’m on the one couch with my trusty laptop and he’s on the other playing Okami but I can tell he’s falling asleep.

“I can’t sleep! I have to save this village!”
*the wolf has stopped moving*
“Jei, go to bed.”
“I’m not sleeping! I’m saving this village!”
*the wolf starts moving again only to stop a few minutes later*

I think you know the drill.
There’s someone I want with me right now, because this entire experience has terrified me more than I’d like to admit, but I don’t really feel like going into that. They can’t anyway so there’s no point in dwelling.

In other, not-so-scary news, my mother came over today and played Rock Band with us. She sang. Oh, not only did she sing, but she TOTALLY got into it. (And she was good.) She did, “Don’t Fear the Reaper”, “Highway Star”, and “Suffragette City”, to name a few.

Yeah, I know, you don’t have to tell me, I’ve known for a long time. My mom is so fucking cool.

It’s also come to my attention that I have a bit of a swearing problem.

EDIT: 1:23 a.m.
I guess this is as close as we can get. =\

1.
I’ve been trying to record my dreams lately and this morning I picked up my laptop and opened the notepad document that I left open and saw only this:

isnt there more to life than this

I’m not sure what I was dreaming about (a turkey comes to mind?!). And I only vaguely remember reaching over to grab the computer. Odd.

2.
So when the furry body hopped up on the bed and plopped down next to my face I just sort of automatically started petting, still half asleep, like you do when you own cats.

Usually it’s Pumpkin or Loki, never Morn. Since he’s gotten older he likes a lot more room and he’d prefer my computer chair or “the boat”.

So a few hours later when I heard the cute wheeze I opened my eyes and saw that indeed it was Morn who had been with me the whole time with his nose against my nose. And honest to blog, in my stupor, my thought was: “I must be dying.”

And then I calmly fell back asleep.
Strangest thing.

I’d like to thank every single person who commented or emailed me about the last post. All your thoughts and advice have really helped me in how I’ll approach the situation. I’ll be sure to let you guys know how it goes (next week sometime?) if it goes at all.

Also, I didn’t know I had so many male readers?! You guys sure shocked me. =)