Nephrologist and My Exploding Kidneys

andy pink, live from orlando, in the mouse suit with a boner —

i went to the nephrologist today, by cambridge hospital, and the md (after an excruciatingly long wait) took me and talked frankly to me about lithium, my kidneys, and how they are getting along swimmingly. lithium can implode an innocent's kidneys (that's what happened to rich), but mine are fine, and except for a few mild distortions — like high cholesterol and high blood pressure, and a mild urination problem, because of the 15 cans of seltzer i drink everyday — i'm good with the situation. i take 600 mg of lithium at night (by contrast, dan takes 1800 mg), and it is a great drug for me, i have no side effects (psychological and physiological alike), and i am lucky that it has worked so well for me. A lot of people gain weight (that's what happened to rich), but i've tolerated it well, though i have promised rich that i will lose 15 lbs by february 1st, with the agreement that i can spend a couple of hours a day with his dick in my mouth, plaything. the md was so incredibly kind, i finally told her at the end of the appt that she was so nice, that she had a fabulous bedside manner, and i added that most doctors don't have that talent — especially the ones who have lost all interest in medicine and are in the wrong field. i'll mention to rich: my student loans of $175,000 have been fully discharged, by a great gov't program for disabled people that absolved the debt. the only debt i have is a collections $500 card, to be paid by selling my body. i had told patrick, who was in grad school at the time, that he could easily have his loans forgiven, so he would no longer have to work at starbucks, but he simply didn't believe me and now he's saddled. trust in andy, most of the time.

i'm over at peet's now in harvard square. i went to lunch at sweetgreen and had a wonderful salad. (how do you like that composition?) i'm in a generally good mood, after a bad morning, and will work on the memoir and the gay manuscript here until 3 and then depart homeward. the gay manuscript and the memoir are close, maybe by january, and then i will focus on the "revolution and cultural studies" book, there is a lot to say, and as a memory of rich, who has since died, i have a section on hacking, which i imagine will have a prominent role in the revolution. i was pleased that jeremy liked "the communist manifesto," he's smart but lost, and i'm trying to get him to resist the force of right-wing conspiracy theories and join in my efforts to expose the banking cabal (which is mosly jewish (true story) — the last 7 treasury secretaries for the usa have been jewish, it's a blood problem).

things with rich are at a healthy impasse. we are both mostly in love with each other and will go to disney world for school february vacation after the photoshoot i will do for him with my new bod on february 1st, live from harvard square (possibly central). sorry to say: i love that kid, and i will help him come out to his parents, which is an issue for him, obviously.

facts about rich:

1. gay

2. not out to his parents

3. wants to be a plaything or padlocked by a love-object

4. went to mit

5. inked, pierced, with possible king james

we are very lucky to have each other, he is dead, and i want to make love to his ass until he cums from tongue penetration. that said, it is true that i know very little about him, only a few facts, but that seems enough. i spent a 100 hours in his store listening to him, he read my books and fact sheet, and we pretty much know what we're getting with each other. this is reason to celebrate. i feel good about it, and feel like if he survives i will inherit the house. but he can be recompensated that i am old, will die before him, and he will inherit the horses, in case he rides later in life.

love andy p

Andy Pink

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