Wow.. Lots of professional rearrangement going on these past couple weeks.

My big irritation is my lapse in insurance so I can't pick up meds to go to the ER if needed (I"m one awkward fall away, but it's Friday, I can make it to big D day).

Yikes, ita!

Today I swear I'm taking care of several annoying-unto-Onerous tasks. Preferably before 10 AM, even. Then I can slack, right?

Imagine that being your life??? I could pay for the procedure out of pocket because all the acans and diagnoses had been covered before. Plus, I'm re-sumbitting once my carriers have me back in the paper work.

But I'm still favouring the left, and I'm LUCKY. For some people this is/was life.

Oh, and I gotta get FSA all organised.

Today:

• bring NAS for inspection
• cut hair
• have parking lot dinged mirror inspected
• visit art store
• learn to draw
• rewrite resume as functional
• Maybe have brakes checked out

BiL~ma, Scrappy

I'm glad you are able to get the procedure, ita, but ugh. I hope you don't fall.

What's to forget? How did you fail at popsicles??

Right?

Couldn't get them out of the mold. I think it was a combination of not enough sugar and not seating the sticks correctly before they started freezing so the force I applied in an effort to remove the popsicles was redirected into the sides (increasing friction, yadda yadda yadda). Fancy quick freezing thing is less forgiving than a plastic mold stuck in the freezer overnight, it seems. The price I pay for less delayed gratification. With a little luck, this lesson will stick and I will have to find some new way to fail.

Ooh, it sounds like OXO is going to send me a new shelf! After just one email! They did ask for photos, which is an incredible testament to the modern world.

Way to complain, Jesse!

Best of luck, ita.

I got up, packed for my trip to Arlington, left the house late, drove to the next city over, got lost, was interviewed by our local NPR station about being a sustainer, drove back in rush hour traffic, and got to work about 40 minutes late, and I was STILL the first person in the office by at least a half hour. I have no idea how this is possible.

Summer Fridays!

I was on various highways yesterday at odd times, and I really don't understand it. The traffic was terrible at 3pm! Do that many people work a slightly early shift? Or just blow out of work early? Unclear.

And I'm leaving at noon! LATERS.

Ooof. I may have just unloaded a rant on a friend's FB post. Wife of friend posted "When you pass a DQ and see a big woman holding a large Blizzard, what goes through your mind?"

And I thought, wow, that's shitty as hell. But some of her friends posted things like "I want some of that!" and "I'd tell her to go to the frozen custard place, because it's way better than DQ," so I thought, well, if she was trying to be a shitty concern troll, her friends busted her.

Then her husband (who is a friend from high school) commented by posting a link to the This Is Why You're Fat tumblr. So I offered up my opinion. Which I tried REALLY hard to keep moderate:

"[Friend], I think we know Facebook isn't the place for complex, nuanced discussions (at least I prefer to have those in person and not through a medium that can't convey tone and other nonverbal cues, to minimize misunderstandings). But I'll just say this: when I see a "big" person (perhaps someone who looks, say, like me?) with any type of food or beverage, if they're a stranger -- i.e., I know literally *nothing* about their life circumstances, including medical/family history and even what their day has been like -- I actually don't assume anything at all about them, because I don't know enough to make any assumption at all. Also -- and this is probably the most crucial point -- what that stranger is eating or drinking is none of my business."

This is a dude who occasionally concern-trolls my posts if I mention food, so I don't expect any reaction beyond "A large Blizzard isn't healthy for anyone!" But I just couldn't leave that shit alone.