quickie

i have a test in a few hours, but i figured since i finished studying i can update a little...

-i have a pilonidal cyst, on top of the low white blood cell count and low vitamin D, GERD, and who knows what else. i know i have 2 plantar's warts on my feet, and i'm supposed to get scoped for barrett's esophagus before too long... but this cyst thing is starting to really hurt. i am really stressing about it because i may need surgery for it, which means 2 things: no running, and scars. normally, i wouldn't care about scars, but it's on my tailbone, and for a gay man, scars on the ass are not conducive to attractiveness. i mean, a nice ass is like currency in the gay world. i'm nervous about getting it cut out. maybe it's still early enough to get it lanced...

-i talked about the 'no pants' party last post. the afternoon of the party, i had just left the gym and was worried about if i should go, if i should tell jay, what i should wear, etc. just then, PB texted me and wanted to know if i wanted to do dinner. heck yes i did. it was a breath of relief for me, really, not having to make the choice of whether or not to go to the party. i've hung out with PB twice since then, playing video games. that night, though, was fun. we were together from 6 pm until 4 am. he got drunk around midnight, maybe a little after, and things got fun. he was wildly inappropriate and sexually ambiguous, and i loved it. his one roommate V (the one graduating) went to bed early, so the other roommate A (who will be there next year) and his ex hung out with PB and i, played some water pong (while drinking, weird), and in general were drunk, loud, and lewd. it was awesome.

-i've been running a lot lately. my shins are in so much pain. i'm getting faster, but my energy level is still not where i want it to be, nor is my midsection. i've lost about 5 pounds in the last 3 weeks, so we're on a '1.5 lb/week' loss rate. i hope it continues... my legs and arms are starting to look good, especially my calves.

-on the one hand, i love babies. on the other hand, i hate pregnant yuppies. i have a lot of pregnant friends from undergrad (since most of them married right out of the gate and started pushing the little suckers out), and they keep posting stupid things like, "omg ultrasound showed a BABY!!!" and i just want to be like, no shit, you had sex to MAKE the little fucker, you've known you were preggers for a solid month or three, and you went to the doc to take a look at it. it's doing exactly what it's genetically programmed to do: grow inside your uterus. i guess it just irks me that they treat it like a miracle every single time it happens because it's happening to THEM for the first time. i'm sure i'll be doing the exact same thing if i ever have a kid... the one girl is in the hospital right now posting how many centimeters she's dilated... not what facebook was made for, folks.

ok, that's all for now, i have a lot more ground to cover, but the interesting stuff will take a lot longer to write, and i've got to sleep. (although jay isn't off work yet, so i'm probably going to just barely doze off before he calls... it never fails.) more tomorrow, hopefully.