YES!

This is the best news I've gotten in a while:

Stem Cells Harvested From Umbilical Cords Could Cure Diabetes


I'm very excited.

I know it's a long way off....they have to breed millions of mice and make sure they all have diabetes so they can then cure them of the disease.

This is the second possible cure I've read about in the last three years.
My prayer is that the Government and Pharmaceutical Companies can get off their lazy (read: greedy) asses and hook ya boy up!

I just want to sit down to eat without having to jam a needle in my nonexistant gut.

I've only been dealing with this for three years, and I know I'm very far down the list of people with the right to complain.....but it still sucks.

Living with Diabetes has been more of an inconveinience for me. I take care of myself, but I still have to stick myself with needles at least 4 times a day. Hypoglycemia is a bitch. Hyperglycemia isn't that bad....it just makes me sleepy, and I'm all about naps!

Sadly, even if I continue taking good care of myself and keeping my blood sugars in check.....hundreds of complications could ruin (or take) my life: heart disease and/or failure, renal failure, foot amputation, erectile dysfunction (don't work, my unit still works......it's just a possibility later in life), blindness, and a ton of other crap.

So go ahead and get all preggers and donate your little squirt's umbilical cord to Stem Cell Research!

Presents...for the FUTURE!

And, just as expected, NYPD Blue - Season 4 is AWESOME!!!

If there is a possibility of dying from overdosing on watching reruns of old tv shows, this is exactly the show I would want to croak from.

I don't think I even missed NYC very much until I started watching this show.

Also, buying TV shows on DVD is the best thing I've experienced in a very long time. You get all the killer and none of the filler. Don't get me wrong, I like commercials.....but not when I'm busy watching a show.

If anybody (or any of you) ever decides they want to buy me stuff (and for reference.......I'm okay with that), be sure to ask me what my favorite shows are that I might possibly want to watch over and over on DVD......

You know what?
I'll just give you the list:

1. NYPD Blue (I already own Seasons 1-4, and they haven't released any other seasons yet......but this is for future reference after all)
2. LOST
3. Heroes
4. Law & Order (I'm easy on which series, though I'm partial to the original)
5. Scrubs
6. The Sopranos
7. Seinfeld
8. ER

That's about all I can muster at the moment....and I figure it'll take everyone a while to track down all of those shows. (Hint: eBay has excellent DVD deals!)

In other news:
-I'm driving home tomorrow (Wednesday)....see some of you there. (Chimes trip?!)
-Jerry Falwell croaked......good riddance.
-Rock on.

Split Down the Middle

I've made a determination that my body is, in fact, two seperate entities housed in the same shell. It seems to me that it is divided in equal halves by an imaginary line.

My right side is lazy. This is probably the side that most of you are familiar with. I would say it's my most dominant side. Not only because I'm right=handed, or right-footed, but because I can really only fall asleep on my right side.

I've come to this realization after the last several weeks. Whenever I'm on my right side at night, I'm dead asleep. A bulldozer could enter my room and roll right over me, and I would never know. Meanwhile, should I toss and or turn over onto my left side, I am automatically semi-awake, jumpy and unnerved.

This isn't the most in-depth or stimulating entry....sorry.

Freakin' Perfect

For once, it's not my fault that the damn toilet is clogged.

But somehow....I end up having to trek to the store at 10:30 at night to buy a plunger, so that I can use the bathroom without fear of an overflow.

And of course, it's just my luck that the one night that I have to waste $4 on a plunger is the same night that there is only one register open, run by the only cute girl in this town.

Now I'm the guy who wandered through her line and tossed four bucks her way, 'cause he's gotta go home and suction the poo out of the pipes.

Damn.