Welp, tomorrow is the day that i embark on my trek to Toronto and sign the consent form officially stating that i'm 'listed' - whatever that means. I know that it means, i'm not a blatent idiot, but it's like some underground transplant lingo that when you hear the words your ears perk up and you know what it means.
So yeah, that's exciting. My new portable liquid O2 was dropped off at rehab today, when i was failing to perform jumping jacks in the pool (they looked more like hopping with the odd arm flap). After rehab me and another special person had a meeting with a guy who's post tx and it was great. His lung function is 130% and he's doing a 40mile bike ride this coming weekend. Insipiring doesn't describe it - he literally has no boundaries. I cannot wait until i'm not a lazy peice of shit anymore. Exciting.
Today it seems like most people i've come into contact with had their lunch with a little extra side of asshole. Everyone seems to be in bad, uncaring moods, or they just generally lack enthusiasm...so to you bastards - cheer up.
Um what else? Well i found out what that traffic jam that was backed up to all hell was on Friday: it was an accident, go figure, not a nuclear meltdown like my spidey-senses had told me. I need to find a new route home b/c apparently accidents happen a lot on this road. Um....joy?
That's about it. I think my sarcasm is ready for bed.