Rectal Holocaust

 I am finally done with this semester from hell!  I took my last final yesterday & I am stoked to finally be done with horrendous Microbiology.  I actually was able to pick up a book that didn't have to deal with anatomy or fecal oral diseases & bacteria.  Don't get me wrong, I love that stuff, but now I will be able to enjoy other stuff for about a month. I still had some lingering guilt that I wasn't studying while I was reading my book.  That will soon pass.

At work today my boss & I went to 7-11 on Watt avenue & saw something so sad.  They were tearing down The Regency Theater.  It was a porno theater.  Inca & I went there with two of our guy friends Christmas of 1993 when we turned 18. We saw "Lethal Lolita".  There was a guy who brought in a hooker who was blowing him right in the theater.  Good times....

Today I was emailing Drummergirl about how I was going to learn how to make Tamales this weekend with my aunt.  She was thinking how she would be able to make vegetarian ones for Mr. Drummergirl.  She said that she would probably use tofu crumbles instead of meat.  I had a flash back of when I used those crumbles to make vegetarian chili and it gave me HORRIBLE gas & poops.  I was describing to her the horridness and came up with a few colorful phrases that I need to jot down now before I forget them...

"Giving birth to Satan from my large intestine"

"Rectal Holocaust"

"Fecal atrocity" 

Some of my favorites...

Drummergirl wanted me to post my list of my favorite albums (so far) because my cousin & I were emailing about it today.  This list is far from complete as I was only able to scroll through my Ipod and pick and choose and I didn't include any classics, like Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Cat Stevens, Prince and many others because how can you choose just one of their albums? Especially RUSH!  So my list is basically contemporary artists with a few exceptions.  I know that I am missing a bunch of stuff...  I will commit myself to naming my all time favorite, Jeff Buckley's "Grace".  The greatest album EVER!!!! 

PS.  Don't you just love Alex Lifeson's moose knuckle!!!  Made you look!  Remind me to reminisce about the time we went to see RUSH... Hilarious! 

Badmotorfinger- Soundgarden

Boys for Pele- Tori Amos

Breath from Another- Esthero

Comfort Woman-Me’Shell

Album of the Year- Faith no More

Disintegration- Cure

Doggystyle- Snoop

Elephant- The White Stripes

The Eraser- Thom Yorke

Extraordinary Machine- Fiona Apple

Forever Blue- Chris Isaak

The Fragile- NIN

Grace- Jeff Buckley

Here be Monsters- Ed Harcourt

All Radiohead ( I really can’t choose just one)

Mama’s Gun- Erykah Badu

Maxinquaye- Tricky

Mer De Noms- A perfect Circle

Mezzanine- Massive Attack

Midnight Marauders- A tribe called quest

Mr. Bungle- Mr. Bungle

Music to make love to your old lady by- lovage

Naked baby photos- ben folds five

The Night- Morphine

The Notorious KIM- Lil kim

Now- Maxwell

Oh, inverted world- the shins

Older- George Michael

On the Jungle floor- Van Hunt

Orange- Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

Parachutes- Coldplay

Paul’s Boutique- Beastie Boys

Post- Bjork

Poses- Rufus Wainwright

The Queen is Dead- The Smiths

Queen of the Meadow- Elysian Fields

Queens of the Stoneage- Queens of the Stoneage

Reachin’- Digable Planets

Reading, Writing, and arithmetic- The Sundays

Rid of Me- PJ Harvey

She Hangs Brightly- Mazzy Star

The Southern Harmony…-Black Crowes

The Trinity Sessions- Cowboy Junkies

The Teaches of Peaches- Peaches

Turn on the Bright lights-Interpol

Undertow- Tool

Violator- Depeche Mode

Violent Femmes- Violent Femmes

Voodoo- D’Angelo

Vulgar Display of Power- Pantera

Walking Wounded- Everything but the Girl

Way to Blue- Nick Drake

White Ladder- David Gray

Who is Jill Scott- Jill Scott

World Clique- Deee-lite

XO- Elliot Smith

3 years, 5 months… -Arrested Development

13 Songs- Fugazi

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Equality & Love for all

Tonight there was a rally at the State Capitol against the passing of Prop 8. I wanted to go so I went. No one was able to be my date so I said screw it & went by myself. I wanted to show my support for equality for all. Keep your eyes open for petitions to either get the decision overturned or to be put back on next year's ballot. I know very soon we will look back on this in disbelief that anything this discriminatory could've been passed.

All I can say is.....

Right on America!  I am finally proud to say I'm a fuckin' American!  I now have hope for our great country.  It's such a great feeling to finally have some hope for our futures...  sniff sniff...  YAY OBAMA!!! 

I'm Rick James, Bitch!

Just had to share my total Rick James/Easy E fro.  I am totally digging it.  Went to my brothers show tonight & had mad fun!  Haven't had a good time like that in a while.  I got to see a bunch of people I haven't seen in a while.  I have a few minutes before the after party takes place in the basement, so I thought I just had to share my bitchin' fro.  It is seriously much bigger than the picture gives justice.  I'm totally feeling it, though ;)  

Cute vs. Cute

I'm in a slight lull right now.  Caught up with homework, had an exam last night & a couple of weeks before another so I thought I would at least try to get something logged while I can.  I was watching "Planet Earth" on the Discovery channel this weekend & they showed some ducks being born somewhere, but then they showed a cute little fox kill some of the ducklings.  Then she brought it back to her baby kits so they could eat.  I was weirded out.  I am used to seeing ferocious animals kill & I accept it, but I am not used to seeing cute on cute murders.  It's just wrong.   I got a notification that I qualified to join the Honors Society for my school so that made me feel pretty good & that I am on the right track.  Microbiology is kicking my butt, but I have hope that I can pass it.  I got a C on my first lecture exam, but I was also really sick with the flu and had a temp of 102 & hadn't been able to study because I was so sick, so I am happy I passed the darn thing.  I got a C+ on my first lab practical, but I am stoked because I didn't understand how to do metrics conversions & serial dilutions & that is basically what I missed on the test, but I went to a workshop last weekend & now I totally get it so I think I will be able to get much better grades on the next exams.  In my Bio 100 class, on the first exam I got the highest grade in the class so I am pretty confident that I will do pretty well for the rest of the semester.  Last night was another exam & I knew more than I didn't know so I'm not sweating it.  Only 8 more weeks to go before I can read something that doesn't have to do with microbes that can make you sick, skeletons, muscles, diseases, metabolism, genetics, enterobacteriaceae,  blah blah blah...  

Happy Birthday to me!

Tomorrow is my 33rd birthday.  I'm totally not feeling it this year.  Probably because I was soooo sick this last week with the flu & I have school all day tomorrow including 2 quizzes.  Well tonight I had a nice sushi dinner with my mom, grandma, brother & his girlfriend, my nephew & my old friend, Deedra.  We had a great dinner at my favorite sushi place, Kamon.  This picture is of me & Deedra when we were probably about 5 years old.  I am toothless & ruthless!  Oh & drummergirl made me the most coolest pop up unicron birthday card EVER!

Evil Betty Rules!

Yesterday I was exhausted.  I went to school at 8am, after class got out at noon, I raced to work and worked until 5, raced home to eat something really quick before going back to school until 8:30.  The captain is in town with a vengeance & I was feeling like I was going to pass out from exhaustion.  I know I have to get used to my new schedule, but with losing about a pint of blood, thanks to mother nature, in 3 days, I was feeling less than stellar.  As soon as I got home after class, I started on my homework.  Around 10:30 I get a call...  Not many people call me that late & I didn't recognize the number so I answered it.  It was my old pal Evil Betty.  He was calling me drunk from Disneyland.  He was down there with his family on their yearly vacation & our old co-worker, Robalobadobadingdong went to meet him there.  They decided to call people they love & I was the first they called!  That made me feel great.  I had a dream about Evil Betty a few nights & was going to email him because I was thinking about him.  I email him occasionally about my bowel movements n such just because at my old job I would tell him stuff like that because he appreciated it.  I miss Evil Betty & if you are reading this, EB...  Give me a frickin' call so we can meet for drinks and to catch up.  I miss you & love you, you silly bastard!  

New 'puter, old friends & RIP.

Here I am typing from my new computer!  A macbook.  Drummergirl & Mr. Drummergirl helped me out in getting this little gem.  I totally love it!  It makes homework so much easier & better.  Thanks guys!  

I found my old best friend from when I was a little girl.  Deedra was my best friend & enemy at times from the age of 3 to about 9 when we moved from Vallejo back to Sacramento.  On a whim, I looked her up on Myspace & found her.  She now lives in Elk Grove with her family.  I emailed her & she emailed me right back.  She said she has been trying to get a hold of me for 3 years.  I went to her house today & we had a blast reminiscing and catching up.  While we were talking about when we were kids, she told her daughter "remember when we were talking about scars & mommy showed you this scar on her hand?  Well, this is the lady who gave it to me."  We used to physically fight like there was no tomorrow.  We'd always make up right after, though.   She is a stay at home mom with 3 little ones.  She looks & sounds the same.  I am so glad that we are and going to be in contact especially since she lives so close now.  

She told me that her mom died last year.  A month before my aunt died.  Beth was the sweetest woman.  She went through hell.  She had 6 bouts of cancer, two heart surgeries and finally she developed MS which finally took her life.  When Deedra told me on Friday that Beth had died, I cried for two days.  I told my mom & she's been crying too.  After my mom left us when I was 8 & my brother was 6, my dad worked the grave yard shift at the ship yard so he would drop us off at Beth's & she would feed us, take us to school & just be there for us.  She kept normalcy in our lives when our little worlds were being turned upside down.  I will never forget the kindness she showed my brother & I.  I am sorry I was never able to tell her how grateful I was for all she did for us, but at least I am able to tell Deedra how much she meant to us & how I will never forget her kindness....  

Ode to lactose intolerance Whitesnake style!

This morning I was craving chocolate milk like a mo-fo. Now, I despise milk. Even as a child, I hated it. Every once in a while I get a mad craving for it. So this morning I went & got a little bottle of it & drank it. Very Delicious, but I am paying for it now. I am totally lactose intolerant and now I am gassy & poopie. Earlier today I went outside & they are doing construction on the building behind us & the construction workers were BLASTING Whitesnake. Totally ruled! So as I am working I am changing the lyrics to "Here I go again" to suit my tummy woes.... Drummergirl was slightly mortified, but thought it was funny none the less, so I thought I'd share. Enjoy!

I dont know where Im pooping

But, I sure know where Ive pooped

Hanging on the dingle berries In the butts of yesterday

And Ive made up my mind,

I aint wasting no more time

But, here I go #2 again

Here I go #2 again

Tho I keep searching for a toilet,

I never seem to find the pot Im looking for

Oh lord, I pray You give me strength to hold it in,

cos I like to read In the lonely stall of dreams

And here I go again #2 on my own

Goin down to the only pot Ive ever known,

Like a hot chick I was born to dook alone

And Ive made up my mind

I aint wasting no more time

Im just another butt in need of rescue,

Waiting on releases sweet charity

And Im gonna hold it in

For the rest of my days,

cos I know what it means

To poop along the lonely bathroom of dreams

And here I go #2 again on my own

Goin down the only stall Ive ever known,

With a shy sphincter I was born to poop alone

And Ive made up my mind

I aint wasting no more time

But, here I go again #2,

Here I go again #2,

Here I go again #2,

Here I go...

Mr. Monkey Beans, Lots of Biology,Greek Stuff & A Lizard

Sunday was Beastos's 4th birthday. We held a party at Funderland. He had a great time. I can't believe my little Monkey Beans is 4! It's also Gary the one eyed cat's birthday too. I adopted him a month after the Beast was born. Both of my babies are 4!

School started yesterday. I barely got into my Microbiology class. I was the last person that was allowed to add. I got very lucky. phew. I have Microbiology & Bio 100 (which is a beginning anatomy/physiology). I am going to have lots and lots of fun. I will probably not see the sun until December. I am really worried about this semester because it is going to be sooo difficult & I have to get at least a "B" in Micro to qualify for the nursing program & if I can't get a "B" or better, I can't take it in another school here. I have to go outside the district. Ugh... I will have faith & study until I am just a brain with a cigarette sticking out of it. Have I mentioned that I hate taking classes during the day? I hate most young adults. Yesterday I was walking to my car & there were 2 Asian girls walking and behind them was a group of black guys yelling "Me love you long time" at them over and over. The girls tried to walk faster to get away from them. I hate teenagers. I wish I could take Micro at night but the instructor I need only teaches during the morning. Oh well gotta stick with it.

Oh, this weekend is the Greek Food Festival. If you live in the Sac town region, you should check it out.

Funny thing happened this weekend... I went with Mr. & Mrs. Drummergirl to check out the Ironworks lofts in W. Sac because they are thinking about buying there in the next couple of years. So we get there & I am talking to the realtor guy about taxes, bonds, melo rooses, flood zones & low income housing locations within the neighborhood. You know all the grown up stuff one might think of asking when talking with a realtor guy. Well, I was trying and succeeding in sounding smart & adult like until we went outside to check out the model lofts. As we were walking, a little lizard runs across the path & both Drummergirl & I (in unison) pointed like we were 5 years olds yelled "LIZARDDDDD" and then we both giggled. So much for trying to seem like a grown up....

Yesh I am...

I took my summer school final yesterday & I got an "A" so that means I got a nice strong "A" in the class. So far, 3 semesters with straight "A's". Not to bad for an old gal like me!

Post Traumatic Butt Hurt

This week I found out that one of my ex's is getting married. Quite a shock since he told me that he never wanted to get married, but oh well. The only way I can describe the feelings I had when I found out was "PTBH". Not that I want to have him back or anything, but that it was a shock. He totally broke my heart but I am not going to be bitter over it or anything. At least that is what I keep telling myself. I think I am more shocked and angry with myself because I still have emotional reactions when it comes to him. Not that I want him back or anything but that I wish he was miserable and lonely. I'm pretty much over it now, which is nice. I won't send them a wedding gift or anything, but I do wish him the best of luck. Not room for hating in my heart. This guy isn't my last ex, the alcoholic, it was the really pretty but dumb guy. It made me think about something really funny, though... I was thinking about how much I adored him, pretty much total infatuation. Then I thought about how I could best describe it & the only way I could describe it would be "I loved him like a retarded person loves a bunny". I know you can picture a "special" person holding a bunny... Squeezing it for dear life with a HUGE grin on their face. That is how I loved him. I think if a guy told me that he loved me like a "retarded person loves a bunny" I would jump him on the spot. How sad, that would be one of the most romantic things someone could tell me... Maybe that is why I have such stellar taste in men... Must up my standards...

Oh, as for Michael Bolton, Drummergirl & I were talking about her new Pilate's class where they have this big contraption that you use. I asked her if she had a "safety word" and then we got on the topic of SW and I said mine would be "Michael Bolton" because he's a mood killer. Then I found this pic and laughed until I realized that he has my hair style minus the bangs... So sad but still a cute cut... Oh & I couldn't find a "special" person holding a bunny... I really didn't look that hard because I felt slightly guilty about it.

Athelia & Bee's

I had a somewhat wacky day yesterday. The wackiness started when I got to work. They have finally posted our text book list online for fall semester & I was looking for the books I need online since it is usually cheaper if you order early. Well, I went onto Ebay & found the set I need and the auction was 6 mins from ending. I won them it even with shipping, I saved $20!

I was going downtown for work and I looked down and a bee was sitting on my thumb. I didn't freak & just rolled down the window & let him out. Small note, I am deathly allergic to bees. I don't freak out around them because we have an understanding. I don't mess with them & they don't mess with me. It seems to work because I haven't been stung since I was 3.

When I get home & do my homework, I see a wasp on my school bag. Don't know what all the stinging insects mean, but for the rest of the day, it felt like bugs were crawling on me...

When I do my homework I use Mosby's Medical Dictionary. Mosby's has the best pictures. so gnarly. As I was looking up something to do with the "aorta", my eyes flashed to "Athelia" probably because it's so close to how I spell my name. Well I look at it & it means "The congenital absence of one or both nipples". I totally had to call Kiki & Drummergirl & then my mom to thank her for leaving the "i" out of my name. I tried to find pictures of it but had no luck.

Right after that I get a call from Katie, an old friend from Tower Books. I haven't talked to her in at least a year and a half. She ends up coming over & we chat for a few hours. She is now a surgical technician & was telling me all her cool stories from the OR. BTW, Mockula, Katie says "Hi!" and congratulations on the arrival of little Mockulita.

After she left, my brother tells me that the Beast is now saying "Up". This is huge! he'll be 4 in august and he still isn't talking. This is the time where if he is going to talk, he will start doing it now & if he doesn't start talking, he may never. So cool!

FYI, I key worded "Mystical Bee" and this is the picture I found on Google Image... I thought it was more than appropriate considering there are nipples and she is a "Bea".... Sorry for those of you who will never be able to un-see it....

The story of Bills-cifer the cat

This is the lovely and infamous Billie Buttons Giotes. She may look cute and cuddly in this photo, but unless you are me, she doesn't like you. She is a bitch of a cat and I love her dearly. She's my baby even though she's 13 years old. The story of Billie the cat is about 13 years ago my uncles cat had kittens and he gave my aunt Chrissy (the one who passed away last year) Billie as a birthday present. At the time, I was living with my aunt and uncle. It didn't take long for everyone to see that the kitten only liked me and no one else. I wanted to name her "Adel" from my then favorite movie "Kalifornia", but my aunt & uncle said it sounded too white trash (which was the point), so we finally agreed on "Billie" after Billie Holiday. As a kitten, Billie used to sleep in my room and on top of my head until she grew too big and I woke up choking on white fur. When I moved out of my aunt & uncles house, they told me to take Billie with me because she was "my cat" & I was the only person that she liked. When I took Billie to my new apartment, she was sooo skinny. The other cats at my aunt & uncles wouldn't let her eat. I put her on kitten food so she would gain some weight. Well, it's been 12 years and she just keeps on growing. I tried at one point to get her a friend, "Lily" but that didn't work out very well. She beat the crap outta that cat. When we moved in with Mockula, she used to freak her out by talk-meowing. I still remember when we, mockula & I, were sitting in our living room and Billie said something & Mockula said "Dude, did your cat just say something?" Yes, yes she did. Billie used to have this shrill talk-meowing thing until a few years ago when I think she finally blew out her meow-box. Now she just squeaks. She can make her squeaks very shrill like when she wants food. Another great story when we were living with Mockula was when Mockula's then friend, we'll just call her crazy bitch (sorry mockula, but she was) came in & tried to tell me that I needed to trim her nails. In the past I had tried with no success, so had her vet also with no success. You can get one or two before your arms look like carnitas, so anyways, this chick comes in and starts preaching to me & just tell her that it's pretty much impossible without getting hurt, but she said that she was trained and that all animals love her. I told her to go ahead and try if she wanted to, but I did warn her on several occasions. Let's just say that Bills f'ed that chick up. She was only able to cut two nails before Billie tore her up and yes I did laugh. When we moved in with Kiki, Kiki had a boyfriend who's name was "Mark" and Billie freaked him out because she would scream-meow either "Mom" or "Mark". Kiki and mini-Kiki love Billie. Kiki used to dress her up and hold her like a baby because Billie is the right weight and size of a baby. Kiki also liked to feed her treats all the time because Billie would snort like a piggy when she ate them. I had to tell Kiki that if she continued to feed her lots of treats, Billie wouldn't be able to clean her butt & Kiki would have to do it for her. She laughed at me until Billie was not able to clean her butt & Kiki had to do it for her until she lost enough weight to groom herself. There was one other person on the face of the earth that Billie liked, Frodo-Burnvictim. For some reason, she loved that guy. She has hated all my boyfriends & my last one told me that "your cat reminds me of your grandma". My grandma can be a bit bitchy when her blood sugar is low. Several people have come into my home & said to my roommates "Dude, that cat looks pissed off". Yes, she does, but she is my little pissed off ball of love. Now we have 4 cats in my house. Gary, George, Drew & the Bills. The boys are outdoor/indoor cats & Billie is strictly indoors. Well, I've been noticing that she isn't moving as nimbly as she used to and I think it is because of her age but mostly because she is so large. We have to set out the cat food bowel and keep it filled because the boys come in at different times to eat. Billie will lay in front of the food bowel all day and eat. I have to figure out a way to cut her food intake down so she looses some weight. I think I will probably feed the boys outside and Bills in my room. She is not going to like it and there will be lots of squeak-meow-yelling, but I have to make sure she looses some weight. I want to keep her around as long as possible because without her, I am lost.

Bend Over & Cough...

I started summer school yesterday. Medical Terminology. The class is very interesting because now I am learning what all the abbreviations are on medical records n stuff plus I am learning all the suffixes and prefixes are. I feel very comfortable in the class, but it will be hard because I have a TON of stuff to memorize. Plus it is summer school so it is half the time of a regular semester so I have to cram extra fast, but I shall be victorious! At least I hope I will. I hope my brain will keep the stuff I am cramming in. I still think all the drugs I did in my youth has affected my memory.

Went to Redding for work last week for a couple of days. Stayed with my old friend Marsia and her family. Had fun catching up. Felt really old because her daughter is 13 which was the age I was when I met Marsia. Her girls are gorgeous, being a mixture of Filipino and red headed Irish. I hope to get up there more so I can visit. Geez, I've known her for 20 years. Man, do I feel old.

Tomorrow would've been my aunts 50th birthday. Trying not to think about it too much. Saturday we are going to have a birthday party for her. I can cry then.

Father's day is this weekend too, so I can be sad about not talking to my dad. At least I have a bunch of homework to do to take my mind off of a very emotionally exhausting weekend.

Randomness

Nothing too exciting to say, but I thought I'd jot down a few things anyways...

Good news! I have another semester of straight A's under my belt. I start summer school in a week. I really don't want to go but it will help me in the long run. S-M-R-T!

Yesterday was the 11th anniversary of Jeff Buckley's death... Yeah, I'm a JB geek, but to my defense, I loved him way before he died. So sad. His songs can still make me cry.

Health issues... My allergies are driving me crazy. I haven't had them this bad since before my surgery on my sinuses. Also, I ate Chipotle today at 11:30 & it's 3 and I already pissed out of my ass 3 times. Why does Chipotle make my butt squirt? My brother says it's because I get the corn salsa.... It's so good, though... I know it's Chipotle because of the corn... Sorry that I am so graphic, but does anyone else get the squirts after eating Chipotle? What makes me continue to eat there? It's just so darn tasty, that's why...

Well, I think that's about all folks... At least for now... Oh, there is not real relevance for the Erik Estrada toast, I just like it...

FINALLY!

My little cousin is in the Paul Mitchell cosmetology school and I went to see her to get my hair cut on Saturday. They only charge $10 and she said that she is pretty good. I was a bit apprehensive at first because she is still in school & I haven't seen anyone who's had their hair cut by her, but I know that hair grows back, curly hair is forgiving & she's my cousin & I want to support her. Well I have to say that she ROCKED it! I finally have the Greek-Fro I have been wanting for YEARS! I don't know what she did different from everyone else that have been cutting my curls but it is a huge success. I LOVE MY HAIR! Usually after a cut, I am content because I don't expect much because I still haven't found anyone who can really cut my hair like I want it, but my cousin, who is still in school, hit it out of the park. I'm going in tomorrow to have her color it ($25) and then I will try to post a pic of the fro-loveliness.... If anyone in the Sacramento area needs a rocking hairstylist, I can give you her info. Let me add that as she was cutting my hair, other students were walking up and asking her to help them with stuff. Oh, and my hair was the first really curly hair she had cut. I am taking my mom to her on Saturday to get cut & colored for mothersday.

Going to California

I'm at work listening to my Ipod as I am working & Led Zeppelin's "Going to California" is on & it totally reminds me of the last time I was in Greece. I was leaving Piraeus, the harbor you usually take all your ferry's out of Athens, for Naxos & not really having fun and missing home & if I close my eyes right now, I can smell the ocean and feel the ocean breeze and see Athens slowly sailing away from me. I felt so lonely and so far away from home and everything I love at that moment. The pic above doesn't even begin to show you the immenseness of the harbor and Athens in the background. You are going pretty fast on the ferry, but it seems like you are just inching along because the city is so big. This song totally reminds me of how I was feeling; free, but really really lonely and small.

Taco Toe... 1st Strike!

I went to the podiatrist and he removed the ingrown side of the nail. He said that if it continues to grow in jacked up, he can remove the side and cauterizing it. It hurt like a mo-fo. The Novocaine hurt the most. He had to double dose me with it because I am a total wimp. First of all, I hate having anyone touch my feet. I got a thing about my feet. Second, I was "ouch...ouch...ouch..." and giggling uncontrollably because it hurt. My poor mom; I was holding her hand & squeezing it. Third, I am a totally wimp when it comes to pain. I couldn't even watch while he was doing the procedure. It is so strange, I can watch the grossest stuff on TV or whatever, but I can't watch anything being done to me. I did want to see the gnarly piece he took out when he was done. It was long and thin and still had bits of toe flesh on it. Darn, I should've taken a pic of it. I wasn't sure I could take pics & post here. This is my first. Yes, this is the dreaded Taco Toe under wraps. My mom gave me some Norco to take for the pain. Man, those things get you higher than a kite. I am still loopy & the last one I took was at 9pm last night. Well, after all is said & done, I am still alive & now my toe throbs to the beat of the Darth Vader march.