i've got diabetic retinopathy

it's true.

i'm editing up this massive amount of medical information for Kaiser Permanente and i've been assigned diabetic retinopathy. i've already overcome sinusitis. both were pretty painful, but i think having the retinopathy has been worse. i'll be glad when i can recover and catch some all new and different condition.

i do realize that i haven't blogged in ages and ages. it's mostly because i really haven't felt like i had anything interesting to say. that hasn't changed to a major degree, but the sox just did win another world series and i did just buy tickets for my wife and i to fly to Tasmania for a week for $42.80.

that's right. $42.80 for two round-trip tickets from Melbourne to Hobart. as madhavi's lab-mate points out, the flight's cheaper than the bus to the airport.

saw this special deal. jumped on it rill quick. i think we'll be able to use the tickets, but if not, it's $42.80. the tickets were literally under $10 each leg, plus a buck in taxes. fo shizzle.

hopefully the weather will still be decent in late may. maybe we'll rent a camper van or somesuch for a trundle along the coast. or stay in youth hostels and drink cheap wine. whatever. we wanted to go to Tassie and this was a damn good opportunity. score one for Internet junkies with quick reflexes.

in other news... uh. watching baseball alone is not that fun. especially when you have to watch it on your computer. it was the sox, tho, and i stuck with it for the tribe.

also, if you are not currently pregnant and you are physically alive: BE VERY CAREFUL. it appears there is some sort of zombie-womb monster thing happening in which everyone with a womb wakes up to find theirs is filled with baby. and then sends me an email about it at the same time. every time i check my email i find six baby pictures and four birth announcements and twelve offers to improve my sex life through the wonders of viagra. i'm just saying: watch out. these are fertile times.

not that i don't like babies. they're cute. especially yours.