Sorry I've not been around, all - it's academic conference season and I'm utterly overwhelmed. Last paper is tomorrow though! In the meantime, today I turned 33. It was a brilliant day, if very quiet, in which we went out for a pub lunch and The Girl came home from Houston (actually, that happened in reverse order). My birthday trip was two weeks ago, but I'm still very happy from it. We do things backwards. We don't mind.
The Girl got me a 'book of shadows' for my birthday. Handmade and bought from a shop in Houston. I am overwhelmed with how utterly awesome she is.
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I almost threw away my prescription reimbursement check. It came from a different company than BC/BS. It had "important plan information" on the front, but I've gotten junk mail like that.
I also got in the mail today another request for information about the Vermont health access plan I applied to. They want to know if and when I'll be ending COBRA. The honest answer is - I haven't paid my July premium yet, I was waiting for this reimbursement check. And if I get accepted for this program then I'll drop COBRA then. But I don't know if that's too honest or just the right information.I don't want to actually drop coverage, then not get this assistance and be without insurance.
Birthday Happies, Seska!!
Yay 33! It's a good number. Happy birthday to you.
Seska, Happy Birthday!!! I'm glad the Girl was good to you for your birthday.
zombies and gay porn
I think there was a gay zombie porn movie that was banned by somewhere last year...
As I was catching up, there was some talk about roto-rootering sinuses.
I can totally relate to this. One time when I was doing the Uncle Buck thing out in California for my brother I contracted a nasty sinus infection. I mean nasty, so nasty it was getting into my shoulders.
The only thing they found to deal with it was Rifampin, a tuberculosis medication.
The wonderful side effect of this, however, is that it took care of *everything* that was keeping me from breathing through my nose.
I swear it was like someone had indeed taken a roto-rooter to my nose.
Bliss, until it wore off.