Seeking Justification

I’ll find out soon if my fear has any basis in rationality. My arm is starting to ache a bit incredibly reminiscent of the issues I had slightly over two years ago when they had to cut it open (nasty pictures, beware) to drain out the infection. I’m gonna drop by the Urgent Care at a clinic recommended by a man from my church. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Update: “Incised cyst.” Apparently some skin growing inward under the surface trying to form another layer of skin instead of where it’s supposed to be any ends up making a “ball”. The infection is the symptom and apparently shows up in the middle of the ball. (If I’m understanding it correctly.) Gonna try antibiotics, but it’s 50/50 leaning towards needing to be sliced and drained (again). Plus I’ve got to wait to get the drugs until the morning because Walgreens is backed up. I’m frustrated, tired, hungry, fighting infection, not sure how scheduling is gonna work out for getting to work in the morning, and… well. It’ll all come together, but this is not how I want to head into the weekend before Christmas.

Hitched in KC

Cora got married last Saturday. For the few people who were able to go, please send me pictures! If you weren’t invited, don’t freak out on Cora. It was a small wedding with immediate family + a half-dozen friends. But anyway, she’s married, I’m sad I wasn’t able to go, but happy that she’s found somebody she loves.

Try Not to Be Scared

I have a bad habit of paranoia when it comes to events of a medical nature. I (or my sub-conscience) greets needles, tubes, and other doctoral implements with fear and loathing.

So now that I’ve got some minor levels of pain flaring up in my arm, I am no doubt unpleased, a bit fearful, a bit angry at various doctors, and full of trepidation. Normally, I wouldn’t care. I can take a bit of pain. But it’s in the same part of my arm that managed to develop an abscess the last time around and resulted in the doctor cutting a hole in my arm. I had to stuff it with gauze for three weeks.

I don’t want to go through that again. But the cyst on the surface and the redness and the pain aren’t inspiring me with any sort of confidence in my ability to avoid it.

A Second-Hand Apple

I’m going to buy Isaac’s Apple iBook G4 1.4ghz 14″ laptop w/ 512MB RAM, 80GB hard-drive, and Superdrive (CD/DVD burner). Not the freshest machine on the face of the planet, but it’s the cheapest way to get into an Apple laptop without spending $1000+. Plus, I’m planning to upgrade the RAM to 1.5ghz and upgrade it to Leopard to give it a bit of a life-expectancy boost.

This isn’t the first time I’ve bought used Apple products from Isaac. Previously, I bought his iPod Mini 4GB when he got an iPod Color 20GB, and then later bought his iPod Color 20GB when he got tired of iPods. I’ve saved quite a bit by chewing on used Apples.

I’m excited about getting a laptop because it will enable me to take documents portable and work on them wherever I happen to be. Recently, I started hanging out with a technology community on Saturdays. People sit around coding on their laptops, tossing out ideas for things, asking questions, working on projects, eating food, playing games, and doing just about anything.

Yesterday, for example, some of the guys there started talking about an idea for a new website to post random thoughts, secrets, and ideas anonymously. It’s going to run on this complicated backend of dozens of variables to help decide what content to show, narrow down the sort of content you’re interested in seeing (or not), and attempt to build a sense of community. We came up with a name for the site right there, one of the guys registered it, and then the coding began. Not sure how much long-term involvement I’ll have in the project, but I’m hoping to help with testing and maybe some coding.

But yeah. Can’t wait to get it.