They just pulled the tube out of my cyst yesterday. At least I thought it was just a tube. It turned out to be a (Literally) foot-long plastic... thing. I don't know what it was. The only way I can describe it is through candy... yes, I'm serious.

What they did was put me under anesthesia, then put the thingy in my cyst, a foot and a half in (At least 9 inches). Since last Tuesday (My surgery), I've had a 2' long tube attached to a plastic bulb sucking out excess scar tissue and blood with the thickness and consistency of hot fudge. Every morning when I woke up and every night before I went to bed, I would empty it into a small cup and measure (in CC/ML) how much was drained that day. I averaged around 10 ML a day, minimum. The most in one day was Night One, 9:58 PM on 8/17/2011. 25 CC/ML.

The plastic thing looked like one of those Lick-a-Stick things inside the Fun Pack sugar packages. It was around the same thickness, but was longer. A foot longer. And on the larger flat sides were tiny square grooves. The tip was slanted, by the way, so I had a foot long pointy thing poking my spine for a week. Well, 6 days... shut up.

The point is that a foot-long white pointy thing was inside me, sucking my blood. I have accidently come across the greatest metaphor for divorce ever. And inadvertently satisfied TK's bloodlust for a bit, having to drain it twice daily.

In fact, I heard him laugh for the first time ever today. I've had the guy living in my head for 10+ years, A FULL DECADE, and TODAY I heard his laugh. It was actually kinda adorable, to be honest. It was like a whispering, snarling cackle, but soft. Not loud, at all. He laughed like this while whacking walls with a laundry basket. He wasn't damaging anything, he just liked doing it, so I let him do his thing, and when he dropped it at the end of the hall (Where it usually is), he started kicking it up into the air, like a soccer ball, and he started laughing. It was awesome.

But this week, I came across 2 revelations, one I'll cover tomorrow. The other was that TK is the most and least sane of all of us. On one hand, he's an animalistic killer who's bloodlust cannot be sedated by anything but the original product (Real blood, kids. From People,) but on the other hand, we can't necessarily diagnose him with any mental illness. C.Nic is clearly AsPD, I have DID, Zack has anxiety and somatoform issues, David has a shopping addiction (Amazon Mp3 and Clothing, specifically shirts) and a bit of impulse control issues, JR2 is just a psychopath, and I have reason to believe that Derrick is becoming a young psychopath. At best, he will have some Developmental issues, I don't know what, and I pray that he'll be just fine, but he really only comes out during hard, emotional moments. But, out of everyone, TK is the only one free of Mental Illness, but at the same time, he's ######6 crazy.

College started today, I really like my professors. My political science teacher excited C.Nic, because he actually has real-world political experience working on campaigns, on Capitol Hill, and in Think Tanks. He wont say which ones, so he doesn't show his political preferences (He wants to keep it as unbiased as possible), so it'll be an interesting year. Also, he curses a lot. His dad was an oilman, so he curses A LOT. And its wonderful.

If gay marriage becomes legal, C.Nic would marry him in a ######6 second. Goodnight, everyone.

In response to the forum post here:
http://www.psychforums.com/dissociative-identity/topic71130.html

We sort of have DID-Dar, but its rather specific. TK, as an animalist, can detect levels of viciousness in others, but as a regular person, hes our instinct. By looking at people, he can see if they have "the animal" in them, which is just TK talk for "If they will attack for no reason or not". Were 100% always right, percentage wise. TK can always tell whos the most vicious and instinctive person in the room. If its not us, we find them just by walking in the room and being pulled to one person, like a magnet.

As for the posts "DID-dar" where we can find other DID-ers, no. I haven't met more than two or three in my life, so my DID-dar isn't awesome like TK's "Animal-Dar"

The best DAR, though? Chive on.

I've been working on Maya animation, trying to model a dragons head in Maya,then detail in Mudbox and then do Facial Animation in SoftImage. Its ######6 incredible.

I prefer Polygons, but everyone says NURBS are more organic. But I hate "Organic" looking structures. They all look like hipster art. And hipster art sucks. Real art looks like... reality. Sure, Picasso, and stuff like that, its inspiring to some, but for me, Reality is the best inspiration. Anything less than high quality reality sucks to me, unless I'm being paid to work on a dream sequence like something in The Simpsons Movie.

Writing jokes is hard when there's a tube collecting blood and scar tissue stuffed in a hole above your ass. Just an FYI, fellow comedians.

Finally, I have sent out my resume to SilverDraft, hoping to get a job. Wish me luck! I'm working on my VFX reel right now.

http://www.gifsoup.com/imager.php?id=1402799

The New GIF, up on Sunday.

Surgery went well. YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS BY NOW!!!

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRUGGGHHHH.

Theres a tube one foot into my spine collecting scar tissue and blood, seeping into a plastic bulb which I have to empty every day and monitor for how much is exiting my body. In 3 more days, it can be removed. Until then, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG.

I'm on 2 painkillers and a nausea pill to stop me from throwing up more than Lindsey Lohan in a movie on Supermodels. It (somehow, even after that thought), still works quite well.

New GIF tomorrow. I think the current one is quite pretty, don't you?