Bushwick Bill is a member of the Geto Boys - they had some success in the 1990s with their song “Mind Playing Tricks on Me”. The Geto Boys are considered one of the pioneers in Southern rap that put the Houston scene on the map.
That said, fuck pancreatic cancer indeed. I lost a favorite aunt to it and the one thing I remember is when it takes you, it takes you quick. It’s particularly insidious because it’s difficult to detect early so all too often by the time it’s discovered, you’re already screwed.
Yay, got an interested party this morning. The deposit triggered an automatic bill-pay, but I’m still left with enough for food, cat food, and rent. By the skin of my teeth, I’ll make it through to the first day of the study.
ETA: Bonus…it’s going to be one of the beachscapes I have planned, so I’ll be doing something entirely of my own creation.
Lost the long fight finally with my landlord, and I’m being evicted on Thursday. I have nowhere to go, and next to no money.
I’ve got a friend who has a scheme to flat-share with him, but that depends on him getting a sharable flat, which he won’t be able to manage for a month or two.
Another friend got in touch via Facebook on Friday to suggest she might be able to put me up, but today said that no, she wouldn’t be able to. The housing services in the town council don’t have anything for me, since under their definitions I’m “intentionally homeless”.
Don’t have a clue what I’m going to do on Thursday. Certainly don’t want to wait about for the bailiffs.
This ain’t a fuck today, but a general fuck the system.
I went to get treatment for some joint pain, got a first diagnosis of epicondylitis, had a heck of more problems and got a second diagnosis of acute borreliosis. That’s how I got an at least not completely implausible explanation for a shitload of symptoms, up to a lack in mental capacity I noticed and which made me worried. Even if unrelated, I am definitely affected by neurological symptoms. Meh.
And now I learned that once upon a time, there was a fuckin’ vaccine which was taken off the market due to fuckin’ profitability reasons?
Fuck me.
Also, I don’t know how I got it. And when. And where.
I got bitten by ticks on three different continents, in the past. But recently? No. I am paranoid for the fuckers. I hate them from the bottom of my rotten soul, and fear them. I am confident I didn’t catch this recently. And learned this could date back up to ten years.
Fuck me crosswise.
Also, the antibiotics don’t make me feel any better…
I can type, but it ain’t fun.
So, fuck me even thrice.
My charger for my tablet fried a bit internally last week, and I thought I had a blackout problem when it really just wasn’t charging. Working with a weaker one now, but at least it curbs internet addiction. :shrug:
