tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57438844669667916462011-04-21T22:23:38.623-07:00abghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09715289357858596845noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743884466966791646.post-44481207487824804572007-04-05T22:27:00.000-07:002007-04-05T22:28:57.205-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">i have no aneurysm =)<br /><br />my boyfriend is adorable and kind<br /><br />life is good<br /><br />other than the fact that i still dont know why my brain is broken.<br />and people look at me like im dying<br />and my brain won't let me get any homework done.<br /><br />life life life is good<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5743884466966791646-4448120748782480457?l=ablueg.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>abghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09715289357858596845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743884466966791646.post-46712928003686982102007-04-03T21:55:00.000-07:002007-04-03T22:00:49.674-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />i like my boyfriend <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MAtbXWjcHt8/RhMwYIpf_nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ustdqS37thw/s1600-h/Photo+2574.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MAtbXWjcHt8/RhMwYIpf_nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ustdqS37thw/s320/Photo+2574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049432798408998514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />even though im no fun right now<br />and im stressed out<br />and on serious medication<br />and look like crap:<br /><br />he doesn't care =) he comes over every night<br />and sits with me and makes me laugh<br /><br />i love it<br />abg<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5743884466966791646-4671292800368698210?l=ablueg.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>abghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09715289357858596845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743884466966791646.post-77268861516216281482007-04-03T14:24:00.000-07:002007-04-03T14:34:50.544-07:00i hate this possibility.<br /><br />if <a href="http://www.neurolist.com/site/aneurysm.jpg">this</a> is what is in my brain, im going to be angry.<br /><br />but mostly scared.<br /><br />in an hour im going to go get an MRA. its an hour long test where im forced to lay down in a tight tube like thinger so that magnets can help strange doctors look at my insides. <span style="font-style: italic;">sweet</span>.<br /><br />at least they let you listen to music. thankGOD for my grand selection of amazingly calming (not to mention delicious) music.<br /><br />my MRA playlist is everything from death cab to nickel creek. <span style="font-weight: bold;">and that's the way i like it.</span><br /><br />stupid aneurysm. stupid brain. stupid possiblities.<br /><br />abg<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5743884466966791646-7726886151621628148?l=ablueg.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>abghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09715289357858596845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743884466966791646.post-75285649654757630462007-03-19T16:11:00.000-07:002007-03-19T16:37:10.086-07:00<blockquote></blockquote><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this is so much cooler than xanga.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-abg<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5743884466966791646-7528564965475763046?l=ablueg.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>abghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09715289357858596845noreply@blogger.com