Chatter #27: August 5, 2001

12/14/2001 — I started the Chatter section on July 27, 2000 when I noticed that the rest of my site was sometimes getting cluttered with lots of text. I'm a talkative guy, after all! So now I talk about my life here, instead of all over the place. Originally this was one huge section, but in December of 2001 it simply became too large to remain as one page, and I broke it into dated sections, as you can see. —>PM

August 5, 2001

Quick Update

Just a note to say that I'm still alive, although I haven't put anything up for the last few days. I've noticed that a few entries have been made into the Chaos Project—for which I can only say "thank you, thank you!".

Something odd: I'm a little afraid to start writing fiction. I'm not sure why. Each time I start thinking about it my mind throws up a hundred complications. I really need to just ignore my mind (if that makes any sense) and simply plunge in.

Of course, it doesn't help that my stomach is getting worse day by day. Strangulation hasn't happened yet (thank goodness!), but I am definitely uncomfortable. And if you're wondering how I know how strangulation hasn't occurred, it's because if it had, I'd wouldn't be merely uncomfortable—I'd be screaming. And of course various vital functions would cease.

The appointment to see the surgeon is coming up in a couple of days (Wednesday, to be precise). Fear—well, extreme nervousness, anyway—is my close companion these days. But I recently had a strange realization: if I didn't have the appointment with the surgeon, I'd be a hell of a lot MORE scared! So I must admit my debt to Teri for not letting me ignore the issue any more.

I'll try to write something new soon. In the meantime...well, best of luck to you all!