it's really me this time. i'm actually conscious enough to type, but i may pass out any moment. i just came back from getting the tube ripped out of my lung. it really REALLY hurt. but now i can breathe with practically no pain. i look forward to the next 2 1/2 weeks being over with, so i can try to live normally and stop sleeping on the couch with the aid of anna nicole's medicine cabinet. it feels so good to breathe. the cantaloupes are still there and hard as ever, but soon they'll be lovely. i think i need a nap now. laters.