A few Christmas pictures.

2005-12-26 7:37 p.m.

Dad and Syd
Originally uploaded by Kungfukitten.

I held the camera out in front of me and snapped this shot, that's why dad's missing his right ear.

Samurai Brother
Originally uploaded by Kungfukitten.

The best (and only) stupid gift this year was my do it yourself Samurai Kit. It included inflatable sword, plastic hair-do, sake candy and retractable hari kari knife. Best. Gift. Ever.

Look what we got!
Originally uploaded by Kungfukitten.

To make up for being gone for Christmas the kitties got a new cat tree. Whee!

Let it snow, just let it happen when we're safe at home.

2005-12-23 3:00 a.m.

Hi homeys. First of all, sorry that I have been a bad girl in the sense that I haven't been updating and sorry that I haven't been a bad enough girl for having blog worthy escapades as of late.

I continue to be quite ill with this stupid sarcoidosis. The joint pain is excruciating - I'm back on low dose steroids, anti-inflammatories and narcotics. Even with this pharmacological cocktail I still end up crying and massaging my wrists while waiting for the next handful of drugs to kick in. I sometimes wish I were like a Barbie doll and could just pop off my arms and legs for a few hours of relief. I'm also very fatigued and weak. Simple activities such as grocery shopping make me sweat and shake and then requires a two hour nap to recover. Very lame. You know what? I want morphine and that speed/diet pills housewives in the 50s used to take. I bet that would fix me all up.

Last week my friend James came out from Philly to visit me. He was on winter break from his PhD program and hadn't seen Portland in ages. The funny thing is that we haven't seen each other for six years but it wasn't akward. Au contraire, it was incredibly fun. Actually, I have no idea why we aren't married. Well, there is that whole West Coast East Coast thing and dating other people but you know what I mean.

I took him to see the one man show of "This Wonderful Life" and when we came out of the theater it was snowing. It was utterly beautiful and idyllic until we tried to drive home in it. Suddenly it was less charming when my car was spinning out of control on the icy road and I was cussing like a longshore man. woman? Eventually we just had to ditch the Miata and pray for a bus to show and take us the 30 blocks home. We hid out at Grand Central Bakery sipping green tea, waiting for the overcrowded bus to slide by. During the ride home it became obvious that many other people had to ditch their cars and find another way home as well. We were in good, if not weird, company.

Luckily for me, my neighbor saw me the next day trudging towards the bus stop and gave me a ride to my car. I love him long time. He saved me oodles of time and the indignity of riding public transportation. I'm just too sick and weak to fight off the weirdos. I'm probably too apathetic to even mace them. I'd be like "just take my damn wallet, feel my tits and leave me alone already." Le sigh.

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