I’m just got back from the gym and am watching a show on the Food Network about pickles and pickling. Record!

So I’ve been wrestling with tonsillitis for the last year. I just dealt with another round of it this past couple of weeks and it’s been the worst it’s ever been. It feels like I’ve been continuously swallowing and throwing up a cocktail made up of sandpaper, dirt, and nightmares. Anyway, I went to an oral surgeon and they told me the thing I kinda feared the most. I need to get my tonsils removed.

I’ve never needed to be put under for any surgery. I’ve never broken a bone. I’ve never needed to be in a hospital for an extended period of time. All of this is new and scary to me. On top of this, I can’t afford to be down for recovery for 1-2 weeks. I need to get it done, but I’m going to be looking at doing sometime towards the end of the year.

Honestly, there’s more to this. I have a fear of the unknown and there’s just a lot of unknowns I’m currently facing. As scared as I am, I have no choice but to pick some and hit them head on. That being the case, other issues take a priority over the throat right now. So what are these other unknowns I’m speaking of? That’s another night.

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Back to work after a real nice weekend. Awesome!

It’s 4th of July and I’m at Zuma Beach with some very new and very old friends. Been here for a couple of hours and will probably be taking off to go back home soon. I’m pretty sure my Hawaiian skin will hold the tan I’ve been working on and not turn it into a sunburn. Go me!

Today was a big day. For the last 10 years, I’ve had a labret. Well today it was taken out and very likely for good.

My plate is empty.

I’m waiting in a line in Altadena at 10:50pm for Korean tacos.

I can grab you and mow down a crap load of zombies after the apocalypse, but I get cut doing it. Bottom line is it still goes faster and looks way cooler than just using my hands. Wounds heal and chicks dig scars.