New Years and No More Beers

It's 2012, happy end of the world.  Whether or not its true, this last year has been full of change.


   I moved away from my mother, joined the local Anarchist Bookfair collective and started putting in an effort to meet new people.  My medical treatments did get upgraded because I haven't gotten any better but hopefully I'll being seeing results soon, or just changing them until I do.  Looking after myself is almost a priority now, but being halfway happy half of the time is something I've gotten good at.  I got 200 hours in Oblivion There was a lot of miserable crap but its not worth dwelling on; it's more important to keep moving forward.


  In memorial of my best friend who passed away August 2010, I quit drinking.  Even though there wasn't any result shared from the autopsy, no one who knew her doubted that her drinking had a hand in whatever happened and it hasn't been easy but I've stuck to it for 7 months.  Being a drunk is no way to honour someone who drank themselves to death.  


It feels really odd to be proud of myself for getting things together this last year but I never have had to before.  I got to grow up a lot, and I'm actually looking forward to whatever is going to happen next.  So I don't bugger things up so terribly, I actually got an organizer and I'm not going to ditch it after a month.  I don't really do resolutions, otherwise I'd post 'em, but here's to not fucking everything up.

home injections

This week is my 5th week of doing methotrexate injections at home. For a long time I avoided doing them at home just out of fear.


Home tattoos aren't a problem
Home piercings aren't a problem
Getting blood taken is not an issue
Doing piercings professionally isn't a problem


I can't seem to do the injections.  It stopped being an option for me to go to a clinic and get them done after I moved because the closest one is a 50+ minute walk away or an uphill bike ride.  Over time the pills quit bothering me, I'm sure I'll get used to the IV treatments.  I've just accepted the constant aches and stiffness and lack of mobility as part of my life.  My cane isn't the huge embarrassment it used to be but the fact all of this stress is constant and unwavering just wears you down.
  I've tried to make things more comfortable, I try to relax and get things done quickly.  There's always something I've got ready to go do as soon as I'm done, like a meal or a film or I'll have TF2 loading as a distraction.  If there's a way to make doing these easier, I don't know it.