Oh, ugh. I just remembered I have to deal with my wonderful new prescription health plan today. I got a notice yesterday, letting me know that I'm halfway to my limit for the year.
No offense, Mr. Bush, but your Medicare prescription plan SUCKS ASS!
Spike: Taking up smoking, are you? Harmony: I am a villain, Spike. Hello!
Spike/Harm ,'Help'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
vw bug - Apr 25, 2006 4:32:45 am PDT #1117 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
§ ita § - Apr 25, 2006 4:34:15 am PDT #1118 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I have no idea how tile could have sounded like a good idea to anyone putting a kitchen together. Ugh.
I have granite in the kitchen and bathroom. It is delovely. I probably overclean them, because they are fun.
brenda m - Apr 25, 2006 4:36:26 am PDT #1119 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I have an irrational dislike of having to ask anyone for help. (Yes, I have driven myself to the emergency room.)
Moved a one-bedroom apartment by myself, with my VW golf. Oh yeah, I get you.
Volans - Apr 25, 2006 4:37:17 am PDT #1120 of 10002
move out and draw fire
My kitchen floor is tile, which is almost as yucky and hard to clean as the carpeted kitchen floor I grew up with. Honestly, people.
Cindy, that sucks. I can't imagine being a one-car family with 3 kids in the States.
Topic!Cindy - Apr 25, 2006 4:37:40 am PDT #1121 of 10002
What is even happening?
I have an irrational dislike of having to ask anyone for help. (Yes, I have driven myself to the emergency room.)Sister. It's stupid too, because I know if I heard any of their teammates was in our situation, I'd just offer to take their kid. I'd say it's a pride thing, but I'm not embarrassed about it money-wise, so that's not quite it. I think it's an I-don't-want-to-impose thing.
Maybe you can look for a good deal on a used car over the summer, Cindy.
I think that's what we'll do, it's just that buying the new car sort of ate up all the dough. We're sort of waiting on everything (even giving final word to the mechanic to pull the plug), because there are rumors that some people in Scott's office have gotten a temporary stipend for relocation/transportation assistance.
His immediate bosses are "looking into it." His firm subsidized his T Pass (the public transit system) when he worked in Boston, so hopefully they'll look at all the people they've just relocated out of town, and understand that when you take people out of the city where they can use public transit, it changes things.
If this happened a year from now, it wouldn't be an issue. My mother was going to buy a new car, after she got her condo, but she ended up spending about a car's worth more on the condo than she'd anticipated, so she's waiting another year. We would have gotten her old car (bought or gift, the discussions never went that far, but either way, we know the car's history, and know it's reliable, hasn't been mistreated, and she wouldn't screw us. She'd take what she needed for it, and no more).
Cindy, I think it's almost unpossible to function in a place without comprehensive public transportation, with kids, with one car.If Scott's job were still in Boston, we'd hardly even feel it. The commuter rail is about a half mile away, and the T busline runs down Main St (but no place else really, which is why it's harder for us where the kids' stuff is concerned).
ChiKat - Apr 25, 2006 4:54:24 am PDT #1122 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
{{Cindy}} I just hate stuff like that.
I have an irrational dislike of having to ask anyone for help. (Yes, I have driven myself to the emergency room.)
I think it's an I-don't-want-to-impose thing.
These. Totally and completely.
Ginger - Apr 25, 2006 5:06:13 am PDT #1123 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I don't want to impose. I don't want to bother people. All of that. I drove myself to the doctor after being up all night with what turned out to be a ruptured ovarian cyst. A friend yelled at me afterwards, "You had internal organs exploding and you didn't call me!"
sj - Apr 25, 2006 5:08:40 am PDT #1124 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{vw}}} I am glad everything went well with your mother.
{{{Cindy}}} I'm sorry.
sj - Apr 25, 2006 5:15:55 am PDT #1125 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Pictures of the nephews from last night starting here.
beekaytee - Apr 25, 2006 5:23:02 am PDT #1126 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
God, I fucking hate shots. -- I can watch people be cut, or sutured and it's ok...but drawing blood or injections -- make me woozy and naseauous
Erin, this may be too late, but from personal experience, let me say...be careful with the Valium related to needle phobia!
A few years ago, I had to have an IV for a test, despite describing in gothic detail, my irrational fear of needles. The docs gave me four Valium (if one doesn't work, maybe two will...no? Okay how about FOUR). Nothing helped.
Later, I went to my psychopharmacology professor about it. He nearly fainted and exclaimed..."What are they trying to do, KILL you?"
According to him, needle phobias respond very differently than other phobias and Valium actually exacerbates their effect.
At any rate, the horse-dose of Valium didn't work at all.