Under the knife

What sucks and what doesn’t.

In less than an hour I’m going to go in for mild surgery, but they will be putting me under general anesthesia, which as I understand it, comes with risk. It’s how my uncle died. I’m a bit nervous.

I was originally going to write a post and schedule it for tomorrow in case something happened, but instead I’m doing this because the other felt too novelty. It was a lot of work trying to craft a piece of writing that would be for the future and also from beyond the grave. And frankly I don’t need any more work.

I tried to spend this week doing things I liked with people I loved. I watched Edge of Tomorrow in 3D with friends at my theater. My girlfriend and I went to Yamishiro, a Los Angeles staple and one of our favorite places to eat. I saw The Drama with a friend. I ate an edible and watched The Fall and Rise of Reggie Dinkins. I went to Bruce Springsteen. I meditated, wrote, read and spent every morning cuddling my cats. It would have been a perfect way to go out if not for three little things.

The president threatened genocide and war crimes. And the best case scenario was he didn’t do it. That really sucked. And it will continue to suck. Do you know that he is suing the IRS for $10 billion dollars. The Dept. of Justice has 60 days to respond which is right around tax day. So if they settle or go to court (remember the Dept. of Justice is basically his cronies now), and he wins, we will effectively be giving our money directly to him. That’s objectively tyrannical monarchy bullshit. Also did you know that oil tankers move as fast as bicycles. That’s the reason the U.S. hasn’t even begun to feel the sting of the war in Iran. We still have ships on the way from before our president started bombing school girls. But when those ships get here, that’ll be it. It’s about to suuuuuck.

Then my dad called and you’re not going to believe this, but he can’t get his internet to work. I mean the sky really is falling. We got into a pretty big argument over his living situation and how it is a nightmare and has nothing to do with the current state of the world, for which I disagree. You know, I never subscribed to cutting family or friends out of my life who I disagree with. I couldn’t accept that we would be unable to impact each other if we just lived separate lives. But I’ll tell you, it hurts something awful to feel grief and fear for where our country is headed and to be worried about a surgery and to have your dad not show the slightest bit of concern. Keeping in contact for that experience double sucks.

And then finally, through the grapevine I found out that the City of LA is having a housing meeting to discuss my business being run out of a commercial unit in a residential building. Two and half years into my three year lease, they have decided to review what they are calling a violation. So now I gotta wonder if I’ll have my business as it is now in a month. That’s a lot of suck everyone.

I wish I could edit this, but I don’t have the time. I did just receive a letter from my doctor excusing me from work for the next three weeks which would be enough time to edit this. But I’m just going to hit post. I don’t think I’ll be able to take that time off. As my own boss and employee I don’t give myself workman’s comp and I resent me for it. I could use that time to file my taxes, and prepare for a city housing review. But that would suck. And if this week has taught me anything it’s that the things outside of my control can really suck. So it’s worth making the things within my control lovely. I think I’ll spend the next three weeks working, writing, watching 3D movies, cuddling with my cats, reading, and soaking up time with my girlfriend.

See you on the other side.