Watched a very very close friend in this play tonight, and broke down in tears when I heard this song. Where did all the time go, and what did I do wrong?


Aida Lyrics

I Know the Truth Lyrics

Complimentary "I Know the Truth" Ringtone

Amneris:
How did I come to this?
How did I slip and fall?
How did I throw half a lifetime away
Without any thought at all?

This should have been my time
It's over, it never began
I closed my eyes to so much for so long
and I no longer can

I try to blame it on fortune
Some kind of shift in a star
But I know the truth and it haunts me
it's flown just a little too far
I know the truth and it mocks me
I know the truth and it shocks me
It's flown just a little too far.

Why do I want him still?
Why when there's nothing there?
How to go on with the rest of my life
To pretend I don't care
This should've been my time
It's over-It never began
I closed my eyes to so much for so long
and I no longer can

I try to blame it on fortune
Some kind of twist in my fate
But I know the truth and it haunts me
I learned it a little too late

Oh I know the trth and it mocks me
I know the truth and it shocks me
I learned it a little too late
Too late

Here's a link to this week's craigslist ad:

http://sfbay.craigslist.org/nby/roo/296691493.html

$1000 with garage parking/Storage
$950 without

19th century fisherman's cottage in the hills of Sausalito.
View of Richardson Bay
Dishwasher
Washer/Dryer
Central heating
Huge back yard
Huge garage
Cable w/ HBO
Hi speed internet

The house is animal friendly. We have two cats and a dog presently, but all but one cat are going away during the sublet time. I work from home in the back office and am usually gone on the weekends.

Ideally we'd like to fill the room by/before March 4th, but we're willing to be flexible.

I mourn last weekend's loss of my Sager laptop. $2200 and 25 months later, the motherboard and memory are likely both fried. Being 100% freelance, and a bit light on my lettering schedule this year, this could not have come at a worse time.

But I am fortunate in my family. I have taken out a loan with the Bank of Mom® and am purchasing a brand new iMac at the end of this weekend. I'll be making payments for the next year and a half, but what price, job security?

In the meantime, I'm trying to wade through a hefty project for Dark Horse due on Monday. No rest for the wicked...

His body was found at 12:03pm today. I cried while I watched the news conference. I didn't know him, but I've been rooting for him all week. Maybe the fact that he was a San Franciscan and a tech geek made me feel closer. And hearing how he and his wife used the limited resources available to them made me admire them both even more. I don't know what else to say, really. I'm incredibly saddened by the bittersweet end of this story...

To artemis_rich

Epidemiologic study of relationships between consumption of commercial canned food and risk of hyperthyroidism in cats

I'm in mid-research here, so I can't provide any absolutes. But the information I'm seeing so far is disturbing. I'll try to post regularly as I find out more. Obviously this issue is topically crucial to me, given my cat's recent health issues. Any corroborating or contradictory input would be greatly appreciated.

8:30 am: Wake up, feed the pets
9:00 am: Clean up self, get dressed, wonder why voip phone doesn't work, then realize Comcast is down entirely.
10:00am: Hit the road for SF and rechecking Shelby's blood and urine.

(She's doing better, by the way. Thanks to all who asked after her and sent their well wishes. She just started eating baby food last night and her appetite seems to be slowly returning. No frow ups since Saturday afternoon.)

10:30am: Arrive at clinic within dropin hours to get tests done.
10:45am: Find out that her highness' bladder is EMPTY. Suddenly remember kitty's visit to the litterbox 5 minutes before we left home. Receptionist tells me we may have to wait until 1pm.
11am-1pm: Wait in Joe's truck while he walks Lupa around the neighborhood. Check in. No pee. They say let's wait til 3pm
1-2:45pm: Cry. Borrow $3 from Joe to buy a slice of pizza. Get more change for parking meter. Have coffee with Joe and Rick.
2:45pm: Check in. No pee. They say let's wait 'til 4pm.
2:45-4pm: Cell phone battery dies. Read book in car while Joe and Lupa take another stroll.
4pm: Check in. They're going to try again in 15 minutes. Wait in lobby.
4:30pm: Shelby emerges in borrowed Sherpa bag. Tech says expect a call in 2 days from Dr.
5pm: Arrive home. Take 4 Advil. Call friends and family to let them know we're finally home.
5:33pm: ***7.5 hours later***, sit down to post blog. Plan to go lie down and wait for the Advil to kick the splitting headache.

Being broke with a sick cat: nervewracking
Being broke in the city with no food in stomach, annoying and stressful
Being broke in the city with an incredibly patient and kind roommate: PRICELESS

And thus end the chronicles of the "Princess and the Pee."

The Vet called at 5:50pm. Here's what we have so far:

Thyroid: Hyperactive
Urine: Low sediment, unlikely to be a UTI
Kidneys: Very good

She says overall a very good report. However once I told her Shelby's symptoms she agreed with me that they don't match the diagnosis:
I haven't seen her eat in 36 hours. She's vomiting clear fluids two or three times a day, goes in and out of the catbox, has the runs, pees in tiny increments and sleeps almost constantly.

She's also gained a pound since her last trip to vet's, counter to typical hyperthyroidism.

The vet also agrees it may be a good idea to keep Shelby on the meds for now, since they seem to be helping. She's going to note in her chart a suggestion that we redo the blood and urine tests (for free) to make absolutely sure the results are accurate.

So I'm no nearer understanding what's up. Time to feed fishes to Torque and icky bubble gum(TM) to Shelby. Oh, and some Advil to me.

Heh, any of you who have them know that. But I've just become aquainted with the fact that Shelby is NOT easy to administer meds to. Take this morning's dose, for instance. 6am. My alarm goes off and I think I'll let her sleep in an extra hour before I realize she's not in bed with me. Outside my room, she sits in her favorite "I don't feel good" place: smack in front of the front door. I grab the amoxicillin out of the fridge, gently pick her up and put her on my lap, and spend 5 minutes trying to sneak the eyedropper into her mouth while she squirms and growls at me. I finally realize that the only way this is gonna happen is if I let her angle her head away, then push the dropper in from the side of her mouth and squeeze while she's in mid-meow. Fun, huh?

Took her to her old vet's yesterday, since I haven't gotten her into a new place in Marin yet. I worked that to my advantage and got her medical records copied while I was there. Since Shelby now qualifies, I was able to get her the senior profile exam. That apparently saved me a bit of cash, though it didn't seem like it with the $200+ bill.

As of 4:45 she apparently hasn't eaten in nearly 36 hours, and "going" still seems to be a pain. But she's a bit more coherent now, got up and has been wandering around in the last half hour.

Spent 45 minutes on hold with the vet's today to get her results, only to be told the doctor on duty will call me back. And it's nearly closing time. Think I'll give them a buzz back...

UPDATE: WTF? I knew Shelby's regular vet would be out of the office today, but he told me another one could give me the results. The tech at the front told me to call at 2pm. Little did I know I'd get a 3 hour runaround and a "HOPEFULLY someone will call you before we close." WTFH?!? I'm waiting for the result to reassure me my fucking cat doesn't have CRF and they can't pull a fucking chart for 5 minutes.

I've only got two definites for the unloading and one's got a bad back. Is anyone available midday on Sunday?

Date & Time: Friday, August 4, 2006 12:00 PM
Location: Home of Eternity Cemetary (same address as Mountain View Cemetary
5000 Piedmont Ave.
Oakland, CA 94611
More Info: (510) 658-2588
http://www.mountainviewcemetery.org/


Last week we lost a friend, tomorrow we gather together to say goodbye.

Funeral serviced are going to be held tomorrow (all the information is below), with a small gathering afterwards. Directions to the gathering will be handed out afterward.

For those of you who cannot make it on Friday, there's talk of a gathering next weekend in Alameda. More details to follow.

...most likely from the SF swing scene, I'm sorry to have to tell you that he passed away this week. There will be a memorial service on Friday, August 4th at Sinai Memorial Chapel in Lafayette. I'm awaiting more details and will post them here if you wish to attend.

38 today and my life is in complete and horrible flux. Pleh. But on the bright side, I'm watching the Gamara dvd I bought myself this weekend, yay.

On the other hand, thank you for the birthday wishes, gang. I'm truly blessed in the friendship department!

Wow. Just wow. I got off Muni at the Montgomery St. Station this afternoon and emerged to find a beautiful spectical on Market St. Literally thousands of people marched down Market St.for the immigrant protest day. The atmosphere was jubiliant. I got goosebumps being in the middle of it, seeing the community band together. And I tried as well as I could to ignore the shop owners shuffling in front of their stores seemingly waiting for trouble. What I saw was very peaceful, very friendly, very impressive. I consider myself fortunate I just happened to wind up downtown today. Sometimes, I'm proud of where I come from. Today was one of those days.

LOL, thereby proving that RedJenn and I really are the same person, well except for the roller derby stuff...

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