My Angsty, Self-Discovery Blog

This week was pretty uneventful. I found the charger for my phone, a package I had been expecting finally came, and my eardrum collapsed. Actually, to be honest, I don't know why I never thought to look in "The Junk Drawer". The charger wasn't even hidden. It was just sitting at the top of the junk.
OK, OK. I'll tell you about my ear. It was quite an interesting experience. The funny thing about having your ear drum pop is you think that you would have to be assaulted with a screw driver or narrowly survive a venomous snake attack, but the truth is that it can pop for virtually no reason.
From what I could gather from the doctor that I visited (I was a little preoccupied with the steady flow of blood coming from my right ear), if a person gets an infection in just the right area of the throat, the tubes that release the pressure from your eardrum are unable to do their job properly and pressure builds inside your ear (this happened to me at work. It was not fun.) The pain and pressure continues to build until one can barely stand up straight. Then your ear drum explodes.
This is where most people would imagine the pain climaxes, but the case is actually the opposite. Once your drum has drummed it's last drum (for two to three weeks) the pain stops. You can tell it's ruptured because you are suddenly deaf and you're not ninety.
From there- or, here, we wait until my hearing comes back and I take antibiotics. I know. It's a thrilling story.
In other news I experience love at first sight with this camera at Walmart. As is customary when one finds a new love, you have to drop the old one. If you want it I'm selling it here on eBay. It's in perfect condition. I'm just not smart enough to use it. I have honestly only used it seven times. Take it off my hands for me?
anyhew, hope this finds you well. hugs and hot kisses, Max.