Yes, I’m on drugs. Shut up with your sarcasm, these drugs are a new development and no, I haven’t been on drugs all along. I’m taking the injections to make my bone marrow extra super-powery so I can donate next week. Aside from the stinging pain in my butt and the ability to feel my own brain, I haven’t noticed any side effects other than I now list to one side when I walk. The headache and back pain are not only normal, but they’re an awesome excuse to not cook dinner, walk the dog, or clean anything. Best of all, I’m now telling people that the extra thirty pounds I’m carrying are the result of swelling from the medication. I realize it’s not medically possible to gain that much weight since the first dose yesterday, but nobody else needs to know that.
All of the needles and drugs are to get me all set for the donation, and I have to say the scariest part of the trip is going to Tampa. Apparently there’s a hurricane-a-comin’, but even that isn’t really a deal breaker for me. There’s also a Republican-National-Convention-a-comin’, and officials have ordered an evacuation of the city. Let that sink in: the Republicans try to throw a “look at me” fundraising party, and a hurricane is set to wipe it out. Sign. From. GOD.
When I’m not too exhausted from faking an illness or badmouthing the Republicans, I was busy all week doing real grown up stuff. I have a whole new website for my students called WritersOnTheInside.com, and I’d love for you to take a look and tell your friends.
I reviewed a great book for my writing job, and I have to say, Pushing The Limits was a five-star look at life for some screwed up teenagers.
My autism blog took a nap over the weekend while I finish the manuscript for my second autism book, available soon in print and e-reader. There’s only so much autism I can think about at one time.
I pinned a whole bunch of funny crap on Pinterest, but it turned out to be mostly stuff that laughs at the bad grammar habits of others.
On these blogs I read, all kinds of crazy took place:
This one guy with inappropriate footwear learned a life lesson from a fat woman on a bicycle.
A harsh look at the reality of sucky musicals.
Wish me luck as I head into the land of “No Birth Control for Women” and “Gays Are Gonna Burn But Us Money-Grubbing Adulterers Are Gonna Be Just Fine.” Have a great week!
Lorca Damon 
You are doing a great thing! But, don’t worry about the hurricane… I lived there for years. Never happens. But the Republican Convention– that’s altogether different. 😉
I’m way more afraid of Mitt than Issac!
As weezer sings…
“We are all on drugs”
Oh! And good luck with your gifting of marrow and don’t worry too much about the additional weight you soon don’t hear the snide remarks, works for me :-]
Being in the UK I don’t pay too much attention to Republicanism or Democrats all I know is that whatever one is in the Whitehouse our puppets over here seem to follow blindly into the next cleansing war in the middle/far reaches of the planet and to hell with whatever the actual voters think about it, so maybe I should pay more attention. While in Tampa you should try and get them ally to sign up to something useful I’m sure there must still be a Doctor or two out there who would like to practice their lobotomy skills, and the Republican conference could yield many that may be better for the incision…..
They would need brains first. I’d rather have a proctologist clean their assholes out and a urologist castrate them all to prevent breeding.
Thanks for the mention, and good luck with the bone marrow donation, and even moreso for the Republicans. Ugh. Sending hugs and fortification and blessings for all that, and please don’t get wiped out by a tornado. Your posts and books would be sorely missed along with your amazing sense of humor. ooxx
Thanks for the encouragement! I needed it this morning. My chest cavity is doing this weird thing where my heart beat decides it needs to catch up, so it’ll do these ten or twelve beat things. It makes me see spots.
Lorca, I swear you are my go-to blog. I’m in awe. Be careful, be brave (you already are- I know it) and good luck.
Thank you! Yes, I’m a little frightened. With that many Republicans all congregated in one place, it might spark the Armageddon and I won’t have my good shoes with me.
It’s okay, you can run faster barefoot.
I dunno, all the training manuals for the zombie apocalypse said good footwear is vital for survival. And it doesn’t matter what kind of undead, brainless monster you’re trying to avoid…they’re all the same! 🙂
Are you really coming to Tampa? I live just over the Howard Franklin Bridge in St. Pete. Are you doing any book signing appearance things? I would love to go 🙂 Carol Farrell
I’m not, but I’m happy to bring you a signed copy! I’m donating at the blood place in St. Pete. Email me at lorcadamon at yahoo!