﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><feed xml:lang="en-US" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title type="text">Kith-Kanan's Life Expansion</title><subtitle type="text">A description of my life's events, my thoughts, etc.</subtitle><id>uuid:f146c955-b26f-40e7-b02f-0541a6e05250;id=205</id><updated>2009-01-07T23:56:26Z</updated><author><name>Kith-Kanan</name><uri>http://www.nyc.com/people/kith-kanan/</uri></author><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people/kith-kanan/blog/" /><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/343101/strange_illness/</id><title type="text">Strange illness</title><published>2008-03-24T01:49:27-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:49:27-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/343101/strange_illness/" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Now that's something strange.&amp;#160; For no apparent reason, about 10 days or so ago, I started to have both legs covered with red dots, as if I had been bitten by some sort of insect or parasite.&amp;#160; As time grew, I ended up by having those dots creeping over my body, and they started to grow, and itch more and more,&amp;#160;up to the point that I went to the hospital twice for this matter... the first time, we thought that with some cream, I,d get better soon, but at my second visit, I was almost paralyzed due to the pain...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been in the isolation room for about 3 days in overall, and after passing several tests (blood, cultures, etc), the doctors didn't find anything at all... as if it all appeared out of nowhere and struck me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is not contageous, and after cleaning up my appartment twice, there is no way that this can be some sort of parasite.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As time grew since these strange events started, I started to feel physically weak, and something has been lurking in my back.&amp;#160; Everytime I turn around to find out what it is, there is no one, nothing at all.&amp;#160; Is my mind playing up games on me again?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The doctors ordered me to stop taking my Zoloft medication, to see if this could be a cause or not of this situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been a week now since I stopped, and for the last four days I've had&amp;#160;difficulties to sleep... if I ever sleep that is.&amp;#160; My wife also mentioned that I seem more and more anxious, as if troubled by something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I get visions.&amp;#160; But for some odd reason, I can never remember them clearly. Is it about me, about my surroundings, the world? I cannot say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stopping Zoloft might not have been the brightest idea, but mixing Zoloft and Codein is not a bright idea either.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My spots are dissapearing... the ones on my legs that is.&amp;#160; Because the ones on my chest are just evolving.&amp;#160; Will my chest feel the same paralyzing effect, I cannot say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have to go back to the doctor this week, but I don't feel like it.&amp;#160; Of course I'll go see him.&amp;#160; I really want to know what's going on.&amp;#160; It's just one of those unexplanable situations where someone becomes sick, for no apparent reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's hope, but I feel that this only the tip of the iceberg.&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6401/preparations_for_party/</id><title type="text">Preparations for party...</title><published>2007-08-26T03:01:10-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:01:10-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6401/preparations_for_party/" /><content type="html">Now, this is hell of a job !!&amp;#160; I have to complete the bathroom's cement (I was about to paint the walls, but the paint felt from the walls... the guy before me had used latex paint over oil paint... such a jackass), and now I have to wait before I can sand it out... too much time wasted there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So i decided to make a double room out of the living room and my home office... now this is an apartment, and my landlord wasn't quiet happy about this, although I did mention I'd build the wall back, and I'd varnish the wooden floor, but she finally gave in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, after 3 hours of insane bashing, unscrewing, scrapping, I finally made the double room I needed... the funniest part is that under the wall was already a wooden floor !&amp;#160; The &amp;amp;%$/|! had never mentioned it was like that before, and I was renting this place as a 4 1/2... damn !!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But at least, the result' s real nice, and the pizza was great !</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6350/zoloft/</id><title type="text">Zoloft</title><published>2007-08-18T01:49:47-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:49:47-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6350/zoloft/" /><content type="html">Well, it's my 4th night of insomnia... can barely stay up, although I can't sleep.&amp;#160; Too bad my vacation time is already over.&amp;#160; It was a real pain to be at work today in this mood, and I hope that I'll get better in the upcoming days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sure, with Zoloft I sweat a lot less now, but if I can't sleep, what should i do next?</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6268/time_to_write_again_in_my_blog/</id><title type="text">Time to write again in my blog...</title><published>2007-07-29T22:27:09-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:27:09-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6268/time_to_write_again_in_my_blog/" /><content type="html">It has been a very long time since I've last updated my blog, other than my earlier post about the simpsons movie, which&amp;#160;was a copy-paste of my comment on another board.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life's been keeping me busy a lot lately, been working hard, on a very long shift, but I'm surviving.&amp;#160; Still taking my medicine to keep my mind stable, although I had to switch antidepressant during the last few weeks.&amp;#160; I become dehydrated very fast, and with the last few weeks' major heatwave, it's been hard to endure, but still surviving, with the help of my a/c and some Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice cream... gotta love that New Yorker triple fudge :D</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6265/the_simpsons_movie/</id><title type="text">The Simpsons Movie</title><published>2007-07-29T15:33:08-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:33:08-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/6265/the_simpsons_movie/" /><content type="html">Good but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I have to say is that I enjoyed watching the simpsons on a huge screen (StarCity's) and there were many jokes that I've laughed a lot about. But there's something about the movie that made me feel that I didn't fully enjoy it, and I can't really figure out what. It's not the implemented 3D views once in a while, or anything, but just maybe the way the characters act or semthing.</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5714/reminds_me_of_those_endless_meetings/</id><title type="text">Reminds me of those endless meetings...</title><published>2007-03-12T19:47:51-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:47:51-04:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5714/reminds_me_of_those_endless_meetings/" /><content type="html">Especially during last November, when two Toronto guys came over to Montreal and teach our team about the joys and positive effects their pre-made scripts for our calls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Three days of endless meetings, I almost wish I had died for a moment.</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5709/pursuit_of_happiness_part_2/</id><title type="text">Pursuit of Happiness, part 2.</title><published>2007-03-10T17:36:25-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:36:25-05:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5709/pursuit_of_happiness_part_2/" /><content type="html"></content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5704/woohoo_finally_got_my_pay_statement/</id><title type="text">Woohoo, finally got my pay statement</title><published>2007-03-08T20:35:10-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:35:10-05:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5704/woohoo_finally_got_my_pay_statement/" /><content type="html">But then pay gets deposited next week. :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally, after a long struggle with my employer and the insurance company... and the best part in all of this?&amp;#160; I get that pay next week &amp;#160;(which is twice the amout I usually get) while I'm on vacation :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And yes I know, vacation, right after I come back to work.. but hey, had stuff planned already.&amp;#160; And unfortunately, couldn't move my vacation... no big loss.</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5701/afraid_of_myself/</id><title type="text">Afraid of.... myself</title><published>2007-03-08T00:44:10-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:44:10-05:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5701/afraid_of_myself/" /><content type="html">Yehoo, after thinking a lot about what could scare me at work, I realized that I was in fact scared of myself...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wy exactly? I dunno yet... still have to find, but it's a start.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If the soul must pass through fire, I think I'm beggining to see the end of this fire.</content></entry><entry><id>http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5700/the_soul_must_pass_through_fire_else_itll_break/</id><title type="text">The Soul Must Pass Through Fire Else It'll Break</title><published>2007-03-07T16:53:40-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:53:40-05:00</updated><link rel="alternate" href="http://www.nyc.com/people//blog/5700/the_soul_must_pass_through_fire_else_itll_break/" /><content type="html">Yep, title says it all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Simply thought about posting that up... thought about it last night as I was trying to fall asleep.&amp;#160; It's funny when you realise all that youo think about when going to bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For instance, one may think about last night's dinner, or what was the best late-night TV show, etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In my case, I've had this sentence going over and over in my head, for no particular reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then, you think even more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;About how much crazed you are, what's your purpose in life, etc.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All that kind of shit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*lits up a smoke*</content></entry></feed>