I came home from work, sat at the computer, felt futless. Realized I hadn't checked a bunch of email addresses in a while, so I did that. And then I felt horribly guilty about how CRAP I am at keeping up with email, how disorganized I am, how I should have checked my transit card balance before now, and worked myself into a flail.
So I send in a customer service request for my transit pass and tried to consolidate a bunch of stuff over to one email address.
Baby steps.
Being a grown up sucks.
Being a grown up sucks.
Oh hell the fuck yeah.
glaring at $900dental bill so soon in the new year.
Earthquake?
Sara, that's a fast start out of the gate. Hopefully you don't spend too much more time in the chair.
Earthquake here in Pasadena, yep.
Stop shaking!
Ok, my insurance got a little less assholey and now it looks like $750. Still ass, but better. Clueless, I only put in 1k to the fsa. IF I have to have a root canal on this tooth (likely but no signs of it yet so shouldn't preemptively do one and yes, I asked because I needed one 5 m. later on the other and that puts me in fucking Bhutan this year. Bad place for pain) and plus the bridge I need...I should have done the limit. Oh well. This year I expect to hire an accountant to do the taxes, I'll save the bills.
HAhahahahaha....
I felt it and said to my mom, "Do you feel the earthquake?" and she said, "What?" cause she's hard of hearing. So I repeated and she was like, "No."
Der. EARTHQUAKE lady. It was long but not strong here.
Heh. I love getting my news first from b.org!
Although, upon checking another email account, I stumbled over an HILARIOUS example of fanboy pomposity, and then realized that someone just sent me money when they didn't have to.
It didn't feel super long here, but I'm currently in my chiropractor's office, which is in a building earthquake-proofed within an inch of its life. Everything just kind of jerked and then rumbled a little.