The launch of a great and terrible warship

NOT THE BEGINNING, JUST A BEGINNING.

As promised, I am going to blog the journey that I, my cat Two Face, and my little dreadnought are pursuing. I can not say we are starting our voyage for we have all been travelling together for several months. It is only now that I put the message in the bottle and send it off to, hopefully, higher tides and tight winds.

We will start with a post I made to facebook this morning...It is, after all, as good a place to start as any.

9/9/2012

Yesterday was ok. The pain was subdued and an Injun gave me comic relief. Unfortunately my Little Dreadnaught has finally gone above my jaw into my cheek bone. And it has made it's way to the underside of my arm as well as the top (hard to explain). My left ear feels like I just spent ten minutes with Mike Tyson.
It is a strange pain: Not sharp like a needle. Not a dull ache like a three day old sprain. It's more like a constant bone being broken, with no beat to it, no seperation or pulse...Just constant. And I can already tell today will suck. It is rare that my Little Dreadnaught wakes me up. But all guns are blazing this morning. Laugh and deride people that drink all you want. It is the only thing that keeps the pain low enough that I do not scream.
Ohhh.. Boo Hoo. Hey, I aint alone. And this aint about wanting pity or whatever

This will be straight up explanation of what happens when a ... new friend comes to live with you.
And Two Face is being a geek. She spends all night trying to get out and when I put the dogs aside and open the door she goes to sleep on a cardboard box...in my room. Dork.