PLease help me live - Join the Bone Marrow Registry

I know Lydia has posted this before. But for some reason now that I actually need bone marrow it seems more important. Registering your bone marrow is painless and free. Donating itself isn't really painful either. I had my first Bone marrow biopsy the other day and it was 15 minutes and lots of Lidocaine. Wasn't that big a deal. And having yourself tested could mean the difference between me living and dying. And if you aren't a match for me then maybe you will be for someone else. There are worse things you could give as a present this holiday season than the gift of life. And BOne marrow is a great thing. Give all you want. You will make more.
National Marrow Donor Program - Be The Match Marrow Registry

OK Go : Shooting the Moon Lyrics Songwriters: Kulash, Damian; Nordwind, Tim;

All of the astronauts
Champagne in plastic cups
Waiting for the big hero to show

Outside the door he stands
His head in his hands
and his heart in his throat

What can he tell 'em now
Sorry I let you down
Sorry it wasn't quite true
Don't get hung up on it
Just soldier on with it
and good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon
The moon
Shooting the moon

All of the principals,
Generals and admirals
and the podium lit with the spotlight

The crowd buzzing quietly
Waiting expectantly
like its opening night

What can he tell 'em now
Sorry I let you down
Sorry it wasn't quite true

Don't get hung up on it
Just soldier on with it
and good luck with shooting the moon

Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon
The moon
Shooting the moon

Still an addict

The only thing that stays the same is the fact that life is always changing. I read a sign today that said that if you want to hear God laugh that you should tell him your plans, and life can change so fast that it takes the wind out of you and brings you to your knees. I know this and yet I forget it all the same, I grow complacent. I slide away from God little by little until I am completely absorbed in my selfish nature.

I wanted to talk to an old friend today even though I know that this person is shit for me. I am using my better judgement but I have come to realize that as smart as I may think I am that deep down inside I am just really an idiot. Even if I don't give into my stupid nature, I have stupid thoughts all the time. It's like I am constantly fighting against my inner loser.

Non Dancing Daughter

We went to a Quincienera and I discovered that I have a non dancing daughter. She was bored out of her gourd. She made the statement, "This is a colossal waste of money". I decided that we would not turn down any opportunities to be social. I am trying to help L develop her social skills, which is hard because I possess minimal social skills myself. I hope that someday she at least tries to dance and that she doesn't have to have a few drinks first. I would like for her to look in the mirror and view the beautiful young lady that everyone else sees.