Tori’s Writing Hole

After spending an entire day on schoolwork yesterday, I managed to catch up enough to let myself know I can finish school - at least this semester. I couldn’t give up after getting a paper back on the same day with a grade of 95, could I?

So psych is invading my brain and I’ve read enough text to blind a normal person. But I’m writing papers, completing assignments and generally getting back on track.

Next month is National Poetry Month. I’m gonna write a poem a day. Seriously. Good or bad, I’ll be writing. That’s the important thing. Perhaps after next month, I’ll finally have enough material to cull from to pull a chapbook together. Lord knows I’m not getting published anywhere. (moment of self-pity).

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I sure can’t. I can’t even decide where to eat dinner if we’re out. Stephen’s got to punch me and shake me (not really) to get me to answer a simple question like what kind of food are you in the mood for, and even then I’m just a little worm who says “whatever you want”.

But there are much bigger decisions that one has to make. And I need to make them. I’m not sure that I can - I wish to any Higher Power to give me some guidance. Any one. ‘Cept the bad ones.

I’m probably not making any sense, but bear with me. When changes come, I’ll post them.

BTW - spent Tuesday night in the ER with a bad case of gastroenteritis (although they thought it was something much worse) and I’m just now recovering. May have been food poisoning (in a bad way) or a non-usual stomach bug. Anyone I’ve infected - dude, I’m sorry.

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one of them SLRs. Well, not right now, but someday. I love taking pictures, I always have. My first “real” picture experience took place when I was six, and we went to Disney World and SeaWorld. I had a 110 camera of my very own to use. Remember those? Not as cool as those disc film cameras but I did like the fact that you didn’t have to know how to “load” film to use it.

I got to take black and white pictures too… I’m not sure why, but my dad, a much more than amateur photographer, thought that it was a better experience for me.

I remember waiting to get those pictures developed. And seeing blurry pictures of Shamu that I took myself just rocked.

Now I need to move on up. I love pics, had a “real” SLR for years, but now have been digital point-and-shooting for quite a while. I NEED MORE. But not too much more… say less than $500 more?

I think I’m going to get the Canon Digital Rebel XT with a basic lens kit. A starter SLR. And then you can look forward to close-ups of Julia’s tongue.

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that unlike the frail, withering heroines and sidekicks in Gothic novels, I am not frail nor withering. I do seem to share their problem of being continually, unavoidably sick. I’m not coughing blood from the consumption into lavender-scented hankies, but I do have at least one illness rearing its ugly head in rotation every day. From “simple” chronic stuff like asthma and fibromyalgia, to more dramatic mental issues, I’ve got it all babe. And then there’s the acute fun of tooth issues and lung crap. Yep, crap.

When does it all end? I don’t feel frail. I’m stocky. Well-fed. Too well fed. Yet I keep getting sick. It’s so not fair!

There are things to do. Schooling to finish. A future to finish. I’m getting no younger yet still in stagnation. I get so far and then am stopped with something.

I shouldn’t be whining on the couch, I know, but dammit, it’s not fair.

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Well, my birthday was last Sunday and I had a pretty great day. The day before, sis in law Erin did a great koi tattoo on me that I will always cherish. Six hours in the chair - we had some bonding time indeed! She is such an excellent artist, I recommend that anyone in the NY area goes to Express Yourself Tattoo in New Paltz.

Brother Adam and Erin also got me some great jewelry for my stretched ears and an awesome glass necklace.

Mom and Dad also hit the spot with a feng shui kit and other stuff for my growing spirituality.

Of course, Julia’s gift had to be the greatest - stomach flu. Ugh. It made the rounds, hitting all of us and her grandparents as well. I’m surprised Dakota didn’t end up puking.

Today, I got my wisdom teeth out. All four, all impacted, all under “twilight” sleep and nitrous, as well as numbing juice. I am swollen, sore and miserable - but I hope this is the end of the pain and that I’m not going to end up with a dry socket or any other mess. I’ve been good - soft foods, no straws and no booze. Oh, but that booze sounds good. Probably not a good idea to mix with Vicodin.

I’ve been writing again - yay! I wrote my first sestina. I’m not a structured poetry person, so this is all new for me. Probably not the best example of the style, but I did it. YAY!

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