Doomsday and being a statistic~

Ok, I'll admit, I watched the two series premir of "Doomsday Preppers" last night and now I have the uncontrolable urge to go to Costco and buy up every bag of beans that they have.  And maybe that big bag of gummy bears too (you know that they have enough preservatives in them, that they'll last for decades...).  Some of those people mean some serious business.  Most of them have several hundred guns and they all know how to lock, load, aim and shoot.  It's pretty impressive to say the least.  One set of folks were preparing their community with songs, welcoming gestures and love, as they don't like guns and think that if they invite people into their community and show them how to grow food and sing songs, violence will be averted.  You know that they'll be the first to be wiped out.  Idiots.  If Doomsday does show up, I'll look like GI Jane...with a saggy butt and a pot belly.

I also found out that I have a funky kidney.  Not in the sort that it wears tie dye and has a big peace sign on it.  But it's smaller and only functions half as well as my other kidney.  Shitballs.  So now I have to take care of the big one like she's Ghandi.  Crazy, huh?  So if any of you were hoping that I would be a donor to you some day, you are going to have to wait for quite some time.  Unless you only need half a kidney.  Then, I'm your girl!  Another fact to chew on: Septic Shock Death Rate is 25-50%.  I thank God every day that I am on the other side of that 50% and I am a living statistic.  God Bless you all!  xoxo