A Newspaper Article About HepC

Which I have, along with multiple sclerosis.

I used to think I was collecting major debilitating diseases -- What would be my NEXT disease? -- I think it's funny.

Last Night

Went to see Step Into Liquid with MC. She'd been to Thirteen directly before. In fact, she'd asked me if I wanted to go, to which I replied, "NO." She said, "You're the second person who has said that. Why don't you want to see it?" I said I would pay $4 to not have to be around 13 year old girls. She said, "Come on! You love thirteen-year-olds!" Which, actually, I do -- but not THOSE girls on the poster, I don't. At the Capitol Theater she looked angst-ridden when I asked her how it was. I said, "THAT'S why I didn't want to go." She said it was painful. Good... but painful. A dude asked us if the chairs reclined as his friend has a broken back (this was 8 seconds before the movie so we missed the drawing). MC said no, that I have ms and required a fluffy chair. The dude took the third chair, but after the movie I saw them and said (lame!), "You guys have a good evening." I felt guilty. MC said, "How did that chair work out?" The back dude said he'd left it and gone to the floor. MC said she'd had a broken back and had spent lots of time on the floor (it being the best place for some reason). So she was right, and my squiggly guilt feelings were stupid because I would've only been un-guilty feeling if I'd given him my chair (which didn't recline), sat in an ordinary seat, got up in agony after the movie to see the chair empty and the back dude on the floor. That would've been great, I'm sure. How effed up can I be? Oh, well. Step Into Liquid had some fab photography. There was an irritation factor, but the movie still came out on the plus side for me.