Why I didn’t bother updating today:

OK, Candle’s was the fourth or fifth Diary I saw this in. I finally broke down and took The Hartman Personality Profile (a.k.a. The Color Code). I held out for longer than is usually my wont, though. It would appear I’m a blue, with a weak secondary color of white. The Blue Personality Blues Are…

15. A Summer Song – Chad and Jeremy It was their second big song, after their initial hit “Yesterday’s Gone” and C&J’s biggest hit in the United States. It was the summer of 1964, I was eight years old, and I didn’t have a clue what the song was about. It didn’t matter; the harmonies…

The paracentesis did not go as well today as I had hoped. We only got 5.5 liters out of me. There was definitely more fluid in my abdomen, but we couldn’t get it to move into the pocket where the needle was inserted, so we couldn’t drain it. My bleeding times have greatly increased, and…

I don’t know the details. I may never know the details. I’m not certain I want to know the details. But one year ago today a family lost their thirteen-year-old son or daughter. I’ve always imagined it was a boy, but I don’t know this; it’s just an idea that has lodged itself in my…

It seems like there should be so much to write now, but in reality my days are all much the same. I get up, take my pills, force myself to eat, watch television, take more pills, force myself to eat, watch more television, take more pills, force myself to eat, watch more television, take more…

When I was a kid, fried marble jewelry was big. I doubt many of my readers remember the gawdawful bracelets and necklaces we made using fried marbles, but I remember with particular pride a lime-green bracelet I made all on my very own when I was maybe eight or nine. One fries marbles by heating…