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I friggin’ finally found a recharging cord for my camera. I have three but I could only find the one that didn’t work. Then I ordered one from Ebay and that one didn’t work. I finally applied myself last night and found one under a bunch of stuff in the living room. Yay! I haven’t applied myself in a while. I’m glad it paid off.
So I’m working on this project that is just for me. It’s kind of a subjunctive rendering of breast cancer related things. The first one that I made was a tumor:
Happy tumor holds the drug hose that goes into my port. He wants to help, now. There’s something about the concept of having a tumor outside of your body that everyone can enjoy much more than when the tumor is in you. Also, when people ask “What’s that?”, you can say “It’s my tumor” and they think it’s really funny. Sometimes. Other times, a pregnant pause occurs in the conversation. People at the clinic think it’s a riot. They’re the ones who count.
Another thing I like to say is “I have a yeast infection in my pocket.”
Because, again, a yeast infection in the pocket is better than yeast infections migrating around your body because they made you take a round of penicillin before surgery. I had them in my incisions, particularly the armpit one. Say, that reminds me, you guys should never let people dig around in your armpit area unless they have a really good reason to do so. The armpit is a sensitive portal to mysterious complications. Keep your arm down so people can’t get at it.
I have more beads to show but I have to try to get some work done today. I have a little jewelry show of the open house persuasion tomorrow. Never tried one of those. Hope it works.
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