Let me preface this by saying I think we should go back to the barter system or stuffing our mattress full of money. That should give you some idea as to how the adventures went.

Last night I lost my debit card. I figure I dropped it in the parking lot of the last store I was at. Went back to look and whatnot but it was dark and yada yada. That is not our tale.

Our tale begins this morning when I went to my bank to get a new debit card. Fool that I am, I thought if I had my id, that would be sufficient. Not so. They wanted to know my account number. Well I don't know my account number off the top of my head. Again foolishly, I figured if they needed that, they could just use my name to pull it up. Apparently not. They also wanted to know my card number. I don't know my whole card number. I just know the last eight digits cuz that's all I need to know for online banking. So nada. Anyway, they tell me I can call the head office where apparently they'll be able to verify that I am who I say I am. I guess seeing someone face to face isn't good enough. Wot? I don't know.

I'm pretty annoyed when I leave because I have money to deposit so I can pay my bills. So I decide to head to the bank where I have my credit card. I figure okay fine, I'll just open an account there and deposit my pay cheque. At least then I'll be able to pay my bills while I wait for my debit card to come in. Assuming head office believes I'm me.

So I get there and I ask two questions. How long will it take to open an account here? Ten minutes! Fifteen minutes tops! Okay, so far, so good. Most important question - Do you hold money deposited in branch? Oh no! Okay fine. I'll open an account. Things run along smoothly. They set me up with an account and a debit card and I even qualify for their new client promotion deal! Which I think is kinda rude to existing clients but whatever, I'm in a hurry. They take my pay cheque and go away to deposit it. The end is in sight. Then they come back with the papers to sign - just sign here and you're finished. You'll have access to your money on the 24th.

SCREECH!!! Uh.. What? Oh, we have to hold the funds because it's a new account. Uh... But... You said... *grinding of teeth* I wish you'd said something. I have bills I need to pay. Oh. Would you like us to contact the issuer's bank to verify funds? Yes, please, I say, nobly refraining from strangling someone. And how long will that take? Only a few minutes! Would you like to wait? Yes, I think I'd better.

AN HOUR LATER AND TWO PHONE CALLS LATER... During the second of which it becomes clear they never even STARTED to process the request to verify from the first call... Uh. Our fax systems seem to be down. Oh really. Uh yes. I'll.. I'll go switch to a different system. Yes, you go do that.

TEN MINUTES LATER... Uh.. We're still having problems... Uh.. Maybe you should go home. I'm sure the funds will be available soon. Uh huh.

Anyway, I leave because I've already wasted my morning there and my being there isn't going to make the machines work any faster. And the punchline to this joke is that as I'm sitting there SEETHING... all around me are pictures of how the bank excels in making clients happy MOCKING ME FROM THE WALLS. Yeah. I'm a happy client. You only THINK I'm happy. What seems to be a toothy grin is actually teeth gritted in a snarl of anger.

So today, nyxmidnight shared the newest Atlus game with me just cause she's awesome like that. This game is so new it's not even out yet! How's that for shiny Saran wrapped goodness?

Anyway, she sends me this url... Strange Journey

Yeah. It's IN JAPANESE. That's the sad thing about Japanese people. They have this REALLY BAD HABIT of writing stuff IN JAPANESE! Like how rude is that???? Anyway... I like Sushi and Anime so I forge ahead undaunted.

Me: That's some fearsome C3PO there
Nyx: Actually that's your characters' armour
Me: Darn it! (I like robots, sue me.) And see! If they'd been NOT RUDE and written it in English, I would have known that! It's just sheer impoliteness! They're a smart people. It should be a cinch.

However, I'm a forgiving person so I'm still looking at the website. And I notice... SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME ARMOUR - That's kinda cheap effects there. The armour consists of what appears to be a fancy bucket. The budget must have been spent on sake and Geishas. Let's hope all the enemies are armed with are spit balls. Also, how about a view from the back Japan. Dems some nice tight pants there. Don't waste 'em.

And then because I'm nosy even if I can't understand what's written, I click another link. - SEPARATED AT BIRTH???? - This guy. See him? He's like Adil's queeny older brother. He's probably an ass hole. He's all.. Look at me. You only dream to look as good as I do. Dream on peon. And then he goes dancing with Ocelot.

And another link - MR STEREOTYPE - This is Mr Token Black Guy. His real name is Bob. But yeah. Gore... cuz you know.. big black guys want nothing more than to rip your arms off and beat you to death with them. And then shove them down your throat. In his spare time he knits and does origami. But shhh, don't tell anyone cuz... His name is Gore. He's got a reputation to live down.

And yet another - THE HERO - SO THEY TELL YOU - This guy. He's Player... Cuz that's what he does. Before the game is over he'll have bonked the girl several times over. He'd have bonked Mr I'm So Much Better Than You too, but it's really hard to maintain an erection when your partner is laughing. He'd have bonked Mr Token Black Guy also but.. yeah. Player's middle name is Penis Envy.

And last but definitely NOT least - THE REAL HERO - See her? She's the REAL PLAYER of the game. She's smart, beautiful, cool under pressure - she's everything Player wishes he could be. With breasts. Player spent the whole game boinking her only to realize her penis is bigger than all his team put together. She's just that good.

Oh my gosh! It's been ages. Blah. No excuses. Just haven't had any motivation to get past the usual end of the day tiredness. Haven't even been scribbling! Woes. Have decided to recommit myself for September. That'll give me a few weeks to organize my brain.

Nothing much to report. Got my Internet back about three days after the July 20th post. Made sure they gave me the next four months free just because.

Juggled some stuff at work that my boss SHOULD have dealt with before she went away on holiday. Was amazed after she got back how the client said nothing. I tell you that woman has angels or demons looking out for her. Shit never sticks. It's quite uncanny.

Had a lovely dinner out tonight despite the fact that the curse is upon me. You are becoming a woman indeed! >_<

And now I'm off to watch Creature from the Black Lagoon. Stop screaming you silly woman! :D

I have been in a battle royale with Telus for four months now over my Internet. They were convinced I was enjoying my Internet experience, their words, not mine, when in fact I was getting no service at all. The first couple of times I phoned, their systems were down. Fine.

The next few times, the systems were fine but they couldn't see anything Whatever.

Then I noticed on my bill that my Internet was being charged to a number that was not mine. Subsequent phone calls revealed that the number was a dedicated phone line specifically for a computer. Okaaaaaaaaay. So I then took my computer around to all three phone jacks. Nada. But yet they kept insisting the line was an active line.

Today, I spent two hours on the phone talking to several different people trying to convey the fact that the line might SHOW as an active line on their end but it was certainly NOT active on mine. It finally boiled down to them saying we can't do anything until you pay your bill and me saying I'm not paying my bill until you fix my Internet. Finally, I got transferred to Internet billing where I posed the challenging question: IF I should pay my bill WOULD they then credit me back for all the months of no service. The lady, Camille was all SURE! I can see here that you're definitely not getting any Internet!

Me: *headdesk* Would you PLEASE explain that to the Tech Support guys????

So Camille goes away and comes back about fifteen minutes later to tell me that I don't in fact owe any money because she's credited back the four months of Internet charges and that she's told the Tech Support guys to fix my Internet. I'm supposed to call a special number tomorrow and supposedly that will be that. We'll see.

The best part of the whole thing? Having the FOURTH person I talked to say, Is there anything else I can help you with today? before they transferred me over to Camille. My response? Well, you haven't helped me yet, so that'd be a big fat no!

Sheesh.

Last night, around 10:15pm, the lights flickered and I thought oh gee, I hope the power doesn't go out. Shortly after that, I fell asleep. I woke up about 6:30am to find that the light I hadn't turned off before I went to bed, was out. Huh. I guess the power did go out I thought. I sort of drifted and dozed until my alarm went off and then got up to get breakfast.

The news in the morning paper... Apparently, at 10:30pm last night, a small plane crashed half a block from where I live. When I say small, it's an eight seater. I figure that means it's a two engine propeller plane, but I could be wrong. Anyway, witnesses say it fell from the sky, exploded on impact and burned dramatically with thirty foot flames. Two people are dead. So I'm guessing it carried no passengers, just the pilot and I dunno, a copilot? Navigator?

More details will surely follow as to why it crashed but one of the witnesses said it sounded like the pilot was trying to pull up out of the dive. Not sure what that'd sound like but there you go.

Well, I actually got back yesterday, as some of you will know, however, I was over at my mom's so I'm just now home catching up on everything. Everything being shovelling through my Telus inbox deleting the spam mail and paying bills. I was only gone a week; I'd hate to imagine what it would have been like if I'd been gone longer. Also, Telus used to have this nifty thing where it recognized spam mail and marked it as such and then you could click on the delete spam button and it would delete all the spam mail at once. Now they make you check off each email before you can delete. That's a step backwards Telus. As for my bills, I wish they'd gone on holiday too.

All right! Enough foolishness! On to the....

( Details About The Trip )

For those I didn't get around to telling and for those I forgot to tell, I'm going to be gone from June 29th to July 6th. So if I don't answer your emails or something, I'm not dead.

Err.. Hopefully that doesn't become a self fulfilling prophecy.

Ran hither and yon for a couple of hours today. Was annoying. But at least what needed to be done was. Now I'm watching a very silly martial arts movie called The Forbidden Kingdom. You know the kind. Flying through the air, leaping from one thing to another, spinning like a top. Horribly silly but very enjoyable. Made even more so by the fact that it stars Jackie Chan and Jet Li.

What is it about fan fiction that makes authors think it absolves them of using proper grammar and punctuation? Is it that it's not formally published? That they're not getting paid? I don't know, but I can not tell you how many times I've come across a story with author's notes containing a belligerent not betaed/contains spelling and/or grammar errors and if you don't like it you can read something else!

I always do as instructed and toddle off to find something better.

However, it does annoy me. Mostly because I'm of the weird opinion of if you're going to inflict something on someone, you should give your best. And I must confess I just don't understand the mentality behind it. I guess these particular writers don't care if the stuff they read is full of errors so they think it's okay to foist such work off on others.

I don't know. I suppose the Internet is seen as one giant diary. If you're scribbling down your fanciful whims, you don't self edit. But considering it's a giant diary being read by all sorts of people, it'd be nice if you did.

Why do people insist on ranting and raving about how the book was much better than the movie? They're two completely different mediums. A book has the capacity to explore things in details that a movie can't unless you want to make it a ten hour slog. It's called pacing. Reading a book is a different process than watching a movie even though they both involve the eyes. I think even if you filmed a movie exactly like the book, it still wouldn't have the same appeal.

It's finally over! For another year anyway. Dropped the last of the taxes off down town this evening, then stopped for dinner at the Salathai Restaurant. Awesome coconut milk soup! I could just have a couple bowls of that and be happy.

Sigh. People keep dying all around me. One of the elderly gentlemen at church passed away suddenly. He was a kind man who always had a joke to make you smile. I miss him already. It's going to be weird not to see him there.

- Managed to vacuum the bathroom and clean the tub

- Had to vacuum the rest of the house again! It's like the dust migrates indoors. I expect to see tumble weeds shortly

- Put away the newspapers BEFORE they started to pile up. Will see how long I keep that up

- FINISHED the borrowed book! Whoo and hoo! I think I shall start over just for the pleasure of reading it again. Nothing better than lying in on a Saturday morning reading.

FINALLY DONE!

Did my own taxes today. Will courier them down to the tax office on Monday and that will be that for another year. The problem with working at doing taxes is that yours are always the last to be done.

Went out for Greek with the boss lady. Was delicious as usual; the food not my boss. Interesting though how we always end up at an expensive restaurant when it's my turn to pay.

- Actually finished sorting the recycling in time to put it out this morning. Amazing.

- Vacuumed! Huzzah! This had been needing doing for weeks. Did the hallway, the kitchen, the living room and the dining room. The new vacuum is adequate. I don't like that I can't reverse the flow but eh, it was affordable.

Still need to do a lot of cleaning but at least now I can see the floor. Where does all this dust come from????

- Dug up and pulled out some more weeds

- Watered both sides patches

- Got newspapers ready for recycling

- Got some of the cardboard and other paper stuff ready. Will have to finish tomorrow morning

- Bagged up pop bottles and cans

- Did a load of laundry and hung it around the house to dry

When I think about it as one huge job, it makes me go blah and I never do it. Today I did it in chunks and actually managed to put a dent in a couple of things. Let's see if I can apply that to cleaning the house.

Blah in advance.

Why is it the weeds grow faster than anything else? Why can't we cross breed weeds and good plants? Sometimes weeds are the prettiest things in the garden.

Dear Boss and Co-worker

Computers are boxes filled with bits and bobs that hopefully will do what you want if you poke the right keys. They are NOT slobbering monsters lying in wait on the corner of your desk, ready to ravage you at a moment's notice. Neither are they cunning strategists, plotting to irritate and confound you.

At least not yet.

If a program doesn't work properly, it is because you have forgotten how to use it. If you can't find a file, it is because you have forgotten where you put it. Computers are inanimate. It does no good to heap insults and curses upon their plastic heads. I, however, am not and have no desire to listen to your ranting and raving or watch you foam at the mouth. Trust me. Letting an object beat you does not put you in the best light.

Also, I am not a computer technician, but you insist on putting me in that position through your mind boggling ability to be lazy. Hence forth, every time you ask me to do something computer related for you, I will give you a bill. Perhaps I'll even give you a William.

Yours in annoyance...

I really should have known better than to START reading last night. I started at 11:30pm and oh, I was only going to read one chapter! And then I'd go to bed! Honest and for truly! 4am and eleven chapters later.... Yeah...

So now I'm almost finished. Wah. I hate it when a story is drawing to a close. Maybe I'll save it to finish next weekend.

A real book! With pages! And a smell! Borrowed it from my friend. If I like it half as much as I think I will, I'll have to get my own copy.

Wow. It's been... probably three years since I've handled a book and ten years since I actively stopped reading books every day. I used to read books all the time. I used to buy new books every week. Then I got a new computer that was capable of Internet and suddenly all that changed.

I read the news on-line. I research stuff on-line. About the only time I physically handle reading material is when I go to the doctor's office. Then I read magazines or newspapers. I'd forgotten how nice it is to sit with a novel and feel the weight of it in your hand. Turning the pages instead of right arrowing or scrolling down.

It's like finding something you'd forgotten you lost.

EDIT: I've been reprimanded for not providing the name of book so here it is! It's Joust by Mercedes Lackey

Hm. I wouldn't say I'm arachnophobic but spiders are not my favourite. I can admire them from a far but I'm not a big fan of when they decide to wander indoors. And I'm not one of those people that can scoop them up and put them outside so I usually end up squishing them or washing them down the drain.

Imagine my joy then when last night I went to put something in the kitchen garbage and there was a huge spider sitting on the floor by the cupboard that has the garbage can. There's actually a little over hang so I didn't even notice it until I was right there. Yay. And when I say huge I mean about three inches not including the legs. Which is probably not huge in the grand scheme of spiders but it's the biggest spider I've ever seen indoors.

I froze. It froze. I imagine we both eye balled each other. It having a distinct advantage there. I backed up to retrieve my spider squasher. I ended trying to shoo it outside since honestly, it was so big I didn't think the squasher would be able to squish it successfully. Of course it didn't shoo but ran off to who knows were. Wunderbar. I slept with the squasher next to the bed.

I hate not knowing where a spider is in relation to me. For the next couple of days it's going to be a bit like those action movies where the hero is trying to find the bad guy first so he's cautiously creeping down corridors and peeking around corners. I can only hope it somehow found its way out again and I don't end up coming across it in the laundry bin or something.

It's a crazy thing. It lets your body do and do and do even when really.... your body can't.

As evidenced by prior posts, this past week has been insane. And yet I functioned. But when it was all over, boom! I crashed so hard I can not even begin to fathom how I was able to keep going. I took Wednesday off and pretty much just slept for twenty four hours. I'm still not totally recovered. Earlier this evening I fell asleep in the middle of a conversation.

Yawn. Sleep. You can't save it for a rainy day. Good night all.

As you'll be aware if you've followed Day 149 and Day 151, this past week has been hellish. I have been agonizing about this meeting. Fortunately, when I got home from work, the chairperson invited me over to her place, and we sat down and planned out what was going to be said and the things that we wanted to have accomplished. The chairperson was all... I'm not even going to give them a chance to speak! By the time we were done, I was much calmer about the whole thing.

After all that build up, the meeting itself was anticlimactic. There were two other people there. This is for a committee that has sixteen people on it. Yeah. Nice. So the chairperson stood up and basically said, I'm your chairperson. I'm responsible for making up the agendas and dealing with applications that come in and responding back to applicants. Judith is the secretary. She's responsible for taking the minutes and distributing the minutes and the agendas. Those are our jobs. Everything else is someone else's job. Let's start.

She picked up the application of the couple that I interviewed on Friday and said Judith has finished the interview process. The next step is to check references. And she picked one of the two ladies there. The lady started to say oh but... and the chairperson cut her off. She said do you want this unit filled? The lady replied with well yes but. The chairperson cut her off again. Then I'm asking you to do this. Fine the lady said and took the application. I guess by that time she'd scared the other woman so much that when she got her assignment she didn't say anything, she just nodded.

We started the meeting at 7:02PM. We finished at 7:25PM.

We'll see how the next one goes.

Missed my month end report as so much else was going on. Hardly anything this month. Haven't even felt like I had the brain power to think scribbly thoughts. Did make one decision though. As June is the mid point of the year, I decided it might be an idea to, instead of trying to come up with ideas constantly, look at some of the things I have done and pick one or two to work on further. We'll see how it goes.

This post is related to and is a continuation of Day 146 and Day 149. I'm too... mentally unable to deal with actually linking the posts.

( If You Can't Say Something Nice, Don't Say Anything At All )

Okay. Since this movie's only been out a few weeks, I'm going to put the review behind a cut just in case any one of the three or four people that read my journal haven't yet been to see it.

( Minor Spoilers )

Live long and prosper!

This is related to Tuesday's post in that by being reliable and dependable, I ended up having to set up a meeting with and interview a couple who applied to move into our co-op. Because I had no prior experience doing this and had not been given ANY TRAINING in the guidelines or procedures I was supposed to follow, I was practically sick to my stomach the whole time leading up to the interview.

The interview actually went well. The couple was very nice and as I've only been in the co-op a little over a year, I remembered what was asked during my interview and asked them the same questions. So it was a good experience that I may be able to use in the future.

My work annoys me because my boss and I have totally different approaches to... life, basically. I mean, I could say work but really her attitude is the same for everything. I like to be proactive and she's totally a reactive type of person. I make lists of things I need to do, prioritize them according to urgency and deal with the most urgent things first and so forth. She likes to waste her time doing totally unrelated non business things, panic when something comes due and then make everyone miserable by dragging them away from their own work to help her with the thing she should have done months ago.

I used to try and off set this by prompting her when things were coming up and putting things on her desk and basically trying to anticipate her needs. I've pretty much given that up because she ignores anything I tell her. If I leave stuff on her desk she just loses it. If I tell her so and so called, she doesn't call them back for days. It's just a lost cause. Needless to say, our different approaches conflict a great deal. I used to not understand why may you live in interesting times was considered a curse. After nine years working for her, I finally do.

Apparently I like men with well developed arms in tight tee shirts. Who knew?

Watched Fast and Furious 4 and kept getting distracted by Vin Disel's biceps.

Watched Fast and Furious today. Considering the whole premise was people racing around in cars it was surprisingly enjoyable.

Meeting was interesting. Had a rabble rouser join the group. Was kinda surprised that she started out rocking the boat that quickly. Afterwards, I suggested to the chairperson that it might be an idea to really lock down what our purpose was, so that she doesn't have any room to manoeuvre.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so dependable or reliable or other words ending in able because it always starts out.. oh can you do this ONE LITTLE ITTY BITTY TEENY WEENY thing and somehow becomes this ongoing time consuming task that NO ONE ELSE CAN DO. >_<

I think the good die young from exhaustion and nice guys finish last because they're too busy with helping people to even enter the race.

Hmmm.... Apparently my brain equates healthy food with burgers. Go figure.

Yawn. Am beat. Went shopping for a vacuum today. Had to get a ride with my boss so I could carry it back so had to go to eleventy thousand places with her. My feet hurt. But! I can clean my house properly now! Yay.

Side note: Swiffer vacs do not work as seamlessly as shown on TV. Am so surprised. I think the only way you could actually get away with using a Swiffer as your ONLY vacuum cleaner is if you never lived in your house.

So I will be using my proper vacuum to clean and the Swiffer in between cleanings.

What the heck??? I keep falling asleep! It's not even like my work is strenuous or anything. Very annoying.

I made stuffed peppers yesterday. I made three but the peppers were so huge, I only ate one of them. So leftovers were had. Next time I won't stuff them with imitation crab meat. Was not as tasty as I imagined it would be. Will have to look up some recipes.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

My doctor kept me fifteen minutes extra with babblings about the show. Apparently he's a devoted Adam Lambert fan. Told me how he started taping the show... but ONLY the Adam bits. He thought Adam should have won but knew that he wouldn't from the time Adam came out wearing the trench coat. We both agreed Middle America wasn't ready for Adam Lambert. He was also surprised by how much support Kris Allen had from his home town and how little Adam had from his.

I dunno if this makes me feel better in the 'doctors are human too' way or makes me feel worse in the 'oh my goodness! This man is responsible for my health!' kinda way.

First day back seriously. Wiped out at 4pm. Came home and puttered around. My life is wild and crazy.

Still taking it easy. Someone gave me a glaucometer. Reading up on how to use it. Apparently too high or too low blood sugar can cause dizziness. Worth looking into.

Sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. That's what I did. Doesn't seem to matter how much I sleep, I still feel exhausted. Annoying.

Met up with some friends for SUSHI!!!! Yum. It's been ages since I've been out for Japanese food. Spent the rest of the day lying around and surfing the net. Still having periods of dizziness.

Went in for a few hours today since my boss is away for the long weekend. My co-worker doesn't like to be on her own. Was kinda dizzy and bleh while I was there so eh. Laid down for awhile and felt a bit better afterwards.

Spent the day at my ma's since it's closer to the hospital than my place. Played around with her Mac. While I don't see the big complaint about the mouse; I also don't see the big deal about the computer. I guess I'm not enough of a computer person to notice.

Spent the night in the hospital. The emergency department is just as much fun as I remember it to be. On the plus side, got to ride in an ambulance. Yippee -_-

Didn't do much. Stayed home since my head was still recovering from the migraine of yesterday. I feel pretty good though, so should be set to go for tomorrow.

I don't know if it's sinuses or allergies or a real cold but it seems like I'm doomed to feeling like crap for the foreseeable future.

Also... Must start checking my blood pressure regularly again. Am getting way too many migraines. Stayed home today since I could barely lift my head.

Not just to those who are biological mothers but to all those who nurture and support us. Bless!

In other news, got a pansy plant today. Will have to find out what part of the garden it would like. Here's hoping it flourishes under my care.

Yawn. Have finally updated my LJ with all the bits and bobs that has happened the last week or so. Caught up on my emailing also. Bout the only thing I didn't get to tackle was watching the first episode of Knight Rider. Something to look forward to for tomorrow. Yay.

Went in later to work so had a short work day and then I went to a Greek restaurant for dinner. Came home to find the 80's Knight Rider torrent that I found was finished downloading the first season episodes. So yay. My project for the next few months can commence tomorrow. All in all a great end to a good day.

Side note: I can't believe how POPULAR the new Knight Rider is. In torrents anyway. Had to go to about five torrent sites before I found an old Knight Rider torrent that was seeded enough to actually download.

I don't recall my job description including a section on my being a computer technician/help desk worker. I don't consider myself any more computer literate than the average person; I just poke around until I figure out what works or how it works and then I REMEMBER IT for next time. People seem to have this mental block about computers that makes it impossible for them to use them if the slightest thing goes astray.

We've had our new computers since August last year and STILL my boss and my co-worker CONSTANTLY interrupt my work with cries for help. The way they save things or back up files HAS NOT CHANGED! Why can't they just REMEMBER how to do it instead of bothering me every five minutes. I even TYPED out a list of instructions to follow, but no, it's easier to yell for me.

Gah! If I ever work in another office, I hope I have a spot with a door I can lock!

So we went out to celebrate my co worker's bday. It was actually on April 30th but you know... TAX TIME.

So anyway... lunch at DeDutch Pancake House. Didn't actually HAVE a pancake. Had breakfast instead. Which was a surprisingly huge portion so yay them. Tried a bit of my coworker's pancake just to see what the difference was. Would seem that European pancakes are slightly more eggy than North American pancakes. Reminded me of a crepe.

So I was supposed to pick up my prescription after going to my doctor yesterday only I couldn't afford it. My insurance covers 80% of my meds to a MAXIMUM of $350. I spend between $2000 and $3000 dollars a year on my meds. Guess how long my insurance lasts. Yeah, it covers HALF of one set of meds. Nice.

So today I asked my boss for my pay check since.. you know.. I was supposed to have it for the end of April. She wanted to give it to me tomorrow. Uh no. Seeing as how it was five days late already and I needed my meds yesterday. Got the check; got the meds. Am good to go.