June 25th, 2009 by IamDraven

Ok, well, not actually, but it feels like it. I’ve been sick for most of this month. Luckily the last course of antibiotics kept it under control for my birthday so I was able to enjoy my weekend of partying (Details will be in another blog.)

I thought my allergies were acting up Tuesday morning, but my 8 or so Tuesday night I had a raging fever and could barely breathe. I called off for Wednesday and went to the doctor. The sinus infection was immune to the antibiotics and was just being kept at bay. Last night it felt like I’d been practicing swallowing fire so I called off again for today. I’ve been watching crap TV and nursing nosebleeds all day while coated with Vicks Vap-o-rub. Sexy, yes, I know.

Because I was on vacation last week I’m short on PTO (paid time off) I need to go back to work tomorrow to get paid and I’m supposed to go to the movies with one of my coworkers then go celebrate E’s 3 year anniversary of being sober. And I know he’ll keep me up all night, lol.

But two other things have gone down today that I feel the need to document. Farrah Fawcett died today, which I mean, I liked the reruns of Charlie’s Angel’s but otherwise, not really a fan. But Michael Jackson just died. I acknowledge that other people died today that aren’t famous but I have many childhood memories of this person. I’d put my socks on and put Thriller on my Fisher Price record player and boogie down on the linoleum on my parents kitchen floor.  When I was 13 my parents gave me my first CD player for Christmas.  They got me Michael Jackson’s Black or White.  I rocked out in my room with my afro perm and glasses to that CD for ages.  Michael Jackson was obviously a troubled person.  And I think he had some strange perversions too.  And I would hate for someone that talented to only be remembered for his mistakes.

My favorite use of Michael Jackson’s (and the Jackson 5’s) work:

ABC Dance from Clerks 2

June 9th, 2009 by IamDraven

I’m a DOT COM baby!

First off, I have to say that none of this could have been done without my dear friend Jacque and her awesome boyfriend Brandon.

Jacque was my support system when I decided to make the jump from social networking blogging to a ‘real, live, blog.’  She answered all my questions without making me feel like an idiot.  When I wavered on the edge of my own .com she and Brandon gave me a gentle push off the cliff. 

Brandon has taken me on as a charity case and did free web design for me! (Rock on)  I’m sure I’ve been a pain in the ass with my questions and requests, but he’s been nothing but wonderful.  And a super special ‘I’m not worthy’ to Jacque for custom photoshopping my cyber me with brown eyebrows, cartoon burgandy hair and blue eyes.  I’m even featured on Brandon’s Recent Projects page.

I’ve made some wonderful blogland friends since trotting over to wordpress and I’m going to try and send some blog traffic their way as I stumble through this.  So here it is, hopefully you’ll at least occasionally be entertained.  But if I piss you off, that works too, because I’m not here for anybody but me.

::♥ kisses ♥::

Draven

June 2nd, 2009 by IamDraven

If you tell me about how many tattoos you have (last patient had 17) and/or you have visible piercings, do NOT have the freaking nerve to scream and pull your arm away when you see the needle I’m about to draw your blood with.

I understand, the idea is somewhat scary. But if you if you pay someone to stick needles in you to put ink under your skin for art, or to push metal through parts of your body for decoration than think of me as an artist.  I’m going to put a lovely red puncture wound somewhere on your body.  Preferably one of your arms.  If you scream and act a fool you’ll have a lovely multi-colored bruise to frame that red puncture wound.  And your insurance is paying me (albeit through trickle economics) so it’s JUST like going to a shop for body art!  And you can always be sure my needles are sterilized!

And besides, I have drawn blood out of cadavers, when I worked for the eye bank.  If you’re afraid of the needle going in your arm I can show you how I get a 3 inch long needle and syrings and draw out of your groin or neck…  Happy labwork to all!

QUITYERBITCHIN’!