surgery ma~~`

Fuck, my ER bills freak me out, and those don't even rate as hospital bills go.

In news of major relief to me, they've worked out my insurance issues, and now I have the correct plan. No ID#, so I'm not sure what to do about the scripts I have to refill, but it's a start.

I thought TIVO could record somthing while I watched another. Mine, nsm. grumble.

Much surgery~ma for Noah.

Oh.my.god. I Itch. Most likely allergies to one of the million pollens coming through my open windows. I mean, I'm glad it isn't manifesting like a cold , but my eyelids itch. And my forehead. And scalp. And my earlobes. Cold compresses help, but still. Yack. Already have a thin papercutty wound where lobe meets jaw, which always happens with my skin gets irritated. It itches. And hurts.

And this is all so minor, but itch itch itch.

Guys don't use the same scale. I have been told too often that a guy won't hang out with a chick for any considerable time if he's not angling for something more.

This particular guy? Not angling! As far as I've ever been able to tell... I forgot my favorite thing about him, since we haven't seen each other in a long time: He knows I'm not a hugger, so we shake hands! My favorite. And the event was great, and not as long as I expected, so all in all, a lovely evening.

This particular guy? Not angling!

Pshaw!

Actually, it's funny. It's usually a guy who tells me that I'm being naive about guys. Just drives home how much I don't get about the gender gap sometimes.

Though I'm getting better at reading (other people's) relationships, when it's a guy especially. No bearing on my own life, though.

Ditched krav entirely today. Urrgh. I hate being unreliable, although it's for the most understanding of instructors.

msbelle, it depends--there are ways around it, if you don't have a dual tuner. If you don't get digital cable channels, you may have access to all your normal channels.

I'm ready for Memorial Day weekend. Between sitting in on continuing the law department's legal education presentations most of the morning(and doing so again tomorrow morning), then getting car maintenance that involved the expense of getting two brake pads replaced etc., followed by a vet appointment for Teddy, this has not been the day of my dreams.

On the other hand, the vet is pleased with Teddy's progress, pending the results of the blood work.

Oh, I forgot the key part of my relationship with this particular guy: I think what's really after is actually my professional opinion on things. So it's not just the pleasure of my company, but also not The Nasty, that he's looking for.

Good news about Teddy!

Jesse, that make sense. I mean, to the awful cynic inside that I don't let out much.