xylophone sticks are still coming.
i spent the last few days building the gear part of the releases blog for the basement on hilliard, and will have a "replacement" post coming soon.
i had to catch up on sleep today. it happens, when you don't sleep.
but, bleach run #3 on the fridge seems to have worked, so i should be able to get things back in order, starting tonight.
i was able to confirm the orchiectomy for this month, but i don't have an answer regarding who can pick me up. they can't legally release me alone until i'm no longer on drugs (like i'm not used to stumbling around on drugs, right?), and they can't keep me in the hospital due to covid. i don't know anybody in toronto at all. so, i'm kind of fucked.
they suggested hiring a nurse...to drive me to the bus station. it's absurd, but it's the rules, and i get it.
so, i'm going to look at the bus schedule. if the unavoidable fact is that i'm out of the surgery in the afternoon, and the train doesn't leave until 19:00, i really have a choice between sitting at the hospital and sitting at the train station. i mean, that's reality - i could hire a nurse to drive me to a train station or i could sit in the hospital for a few hours. there's no other option. let's pick.
so, that's what i'm doing tonight.
first, i want to try to open up some space on the floor to vacuum some of the dust off.
