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Vixen like the reindeer. Not the prostitute.
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M.E.D.I.C.A.L. U.P.D.A.T.E.S.
"Vixen, where are you?"
Alright. Since my health is about as fleeting as Kerry's stand on Iraq, I present you with my Live Journal. It's my personal website, and here is where you can find out what exactly is going on in this psychotic reality I refer to as my life. It's F-Locked, meaning all you have to do is add a pretty little comment, let me know who you are, and you shall be added with great zest and gusto. Amid the tales of medicinal woe, I also try to incorporate some highly infatuating fandom and sneak peeks at whatever else I happen to be working on. So go ahead, click on the link, and let's become bosom buddies!
Vixen's Live Journal
AETNA has finally approved my case and I am being transported to Michigan's Neurological Institute (insert the name of some highly impressive, albeit dead, person and/or saint here) in Ann Arbor, MI. I am to stay there for at least four weeks, possibly longer. (Wow, this will be the longest hospital stay yet.) Hence, if I go missing for a vast amount of time within the month of February, please know I have not carked it or am laying six feet under. I am just rendered temporarily incapacitated, and while I may forced to take a month hiatus due to The Sickness, I promise I will come back with a vengeance equal to that of...um...insert some witty simile here. I'm not running on all four cylinders today.
L.A.T.E.S.T. U.P.D.A.T.E
His name is Bubbles and he is bright pink. Yes, for those of you who don't know, I am referring to my new laptop. (Excuse me while I appreciate this fact: appreciating, appreciating, appreciating...okay, appreciating stops now.) Consider it my early Christmas late Graduation-Oops-You-Never-Got-To-College-Anyway present. My parentals gave it to me after finding out that Michigan has wireless internet access. Meaning: I can potentially connect to cyber space from the hospital bed. And if I'm going to be there for a month, I figure Bubbles will come in handy. That is, if I am not frothing merrily at the mouth or in wrist restraints due to some drug induced rampage I went on to eliminate all men in white coats who like to ram pills in any open orifice they can find. Assuming all goes well, I may possibly be reachable while in Michigan. Then again, I could go comatose and not. Oh well. We'll see what happens.
E.X.T.R.A
Nineteen. Potential Nursing Major. (Must get to college first.) Incapacitated for two years and running. Is a fan of caffeinated pain killers. Is a fan of pain killers in general. Writes obsessively. Thinks Balthier is a demi-god, and should be revered as such. Does not particularly care for vegetables. Axel belongs with me, not Roxas. Thinks we should tell AETNA to shove it and hire Larsa as our own personal medical insurance. Has a little brother who compulsively nags her to update Repercussions Of Femininity. (It was his initial idea, which I, in turn, initially mocked.) Has a thing for blonds. Male blonds. Has an affinity with sunglasses. Thinks Zidane does not get the attention he deserves. Also thinks Fran must have one hell of a wedgie.
In other words, feel free to email me, PM, review, IM, whatever. I'm here and writing is my conduit. So don't be shy. (AIM: GaudyGirl0705)
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