Thinking about the House of Reason.

If you don't want a Catholic funeral, make sure you get yourself excommunicated.

Or, you know, make sure that the people who you leave in charge of disposing of your remains when you are gone know your wishes and and are people you trust to honor them. That works, not only for avoiding a Catholic funeral, but for just about any specifications you wish to make for funerals, memorials, disposal of the remains, etc.

I had to keep editing the above. Don't know why I keep thinking of my body, after I'm dead, as "the leftovers". I guess at the point, everything important of me that remains is other's memories of me, and descendants, and any work or good deeds I've left behind, and my body is indeed just "the leftovers".

Yes, the excommunication thing is only neccesary if you know the people you leave behind would not respect your wishes.

The "Funeral Protection Zone" Bill has passed,and has been signed into law in Arizona. Including a vote to make it take effect immediately.

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~ma to the House of Reason!

I'd call WBC scum, but it's an insult to scum.

IOmeN, I was just making peace with the idea of keeping my current job. It was supposed to be a temp-to-work job. I'm not really happy with it but I could be content with a little stability right now.

I keep running into money problems and am trying to stabalize the sitch. So, I reluctantly advanced myself some money on a credit card to cover the latest lapse in the system.

But, I got home today to a message from the temp company, that I have done such a good job catching the slack at current job that they won't need me anymore after this week!

Crap! Now I have a job interview at another company tomorrow, but the job is a dollar less an hour. Double crap.

I keep talking myself off the ledge, but I don't know how much longer I can do this. I've been putting off dealing with a pretty big problem until I got the money thing worked out, but I may never have that mastered at this rate.

I'm about to run out of the last of my anti-depressant and fibromyalgia meds and I don't have a local doctor for either yet.

I'm pretty unhappy tonight. I just had to tell someone.

Ugh, quester, that really sucks.

{{quester}} I am so sorry about the suckage of things. May things turn around quickly.

quester, that is awful and depressing. I have been there, and it sucks ass.

Are you still in Iowa? Because I would definitely try to get some more meds, because medless on top of stress and job uncertainty is a recipe for disaster.

Can you call up the prescribing doc and explain the situation, and ask for a month's refill until you can get a visit set up for a local doc?

I've been living on the original doc's largesse for a year. I doubt I could push it any further. I'm not sure what to do. I have a hard time concentrating on more than one major stressor at a time.

Unfortunately, Iowa is not very supporting of mental health these days and we just reelected the former Republican govenor-ugh!-so I don't see that improving anytime soon.

I supposedly have health insurance through the temp agency but all of the literature is as clear as mud on finding a doctor and I haven't unearthed the paperwork yet. I know I need to get on it, but...I guess I need to do that now.

quester, that truly bites, in several ways. As for the digging through paperwork thing, would it help to have a partner in onerous tasking? I've got one that I could use some help on, I'd love to help each other along if you are interested.

In continued illness liveblogging, I took a shower and put on clean pjs. Very exciting. Dinner was a Luna bar. And now to bed.