Panty-rific.
I got a call from that Macy's lady and she said that they'd let me know Monday about their decision. I think I have a pretty good chance! And if I don't get counter manager at Benefit, she said I might be able to work at Clarins.
On the other hand, dear Jesus, can I please stop being so sickly? My joint condition is acting up in my left hand now. I didn't twist it, pull it, hit it (bop it), or anything, and it's swollen and inflamed! All of the doctors are wrong. I'm convinced that it's a crystalization of uric acid in my joints and I have gout or arthritis or something. Best of all, my dad just gave me the cheerful information that insurance was cancelled! Yay! Now I can be afflicted with several chronic conditions, AND not be able to have them treated!
I'll never forget that time I went hobbling into the walk-in clinic with the 2 x 4 for support for my knee. They wouldn't see me because I didn't have the actual insurance card. This health insurance thing is becoming a major fucking problem in the U.S. I actually heard about a guy with his finger cut off being turned away from the emergency room because he didn't have insurance. We need to become socialized like Sweden or Canada or something. At least I have a new cane with a brass goose head for a handle next time I need to hobble into a clinic.
Since I quit Old Navy, my discount expired tomorrow so of course I went shopping today. I also bought panties at Victoria's Secret cause I'll probably quit there soon, too. I finished my gigantic psych 301 research paper a week early because I was an idiot and thought it was due Monday. I guess that means now I have time to get it reviewed by my T.A.!
On the other hand, dear Jesus, can I please stop being so sickly? My joint condition is acting up in my left hand now. I didn't twist it, pull it, hit it (bop it), or anything, and it's swollen and inflamed! All of the doctors are wrong. I'm convinced that it's a crystalization of uric acid in my joints and I have gout or arthritis or something. Best of all, my dad just gave me the cheerful information that insurance was cancelled! Yay! Now I can be afflicted with several chronic conditions, AND not be able to have them treated!
I'll never forget that time I went hobbling into the walk-in clinic with the 2 x 4 for support for my knee. They wouldn't see me because I didn't have the actual insurance card. This health insurance thing is becoming a major fucking problem in the U.S. I actually heard about a guy with his finger cut off being turned away from the emergency room because he didn't have insurance. We need to become socialized like Sweden or Canada or something. At least I have a new cane with a brass goose head for a handle next time I need to hobble into a clinic.
Since I quit Old Navy, my discount expired tomorrow so of course I went shopping today. I also bought panties at Victoria's Secret cause I'll probably quit there soon, too. I finished my gigantic psych 301 research paper a week early because I was an idiot and thought it was due Monday. I guess that means now I have time to get it reviewed by my T.A.!