Still breathing
It's been a long time since I posted anything. Here's a rundown of what's happened since:
I've continued posting at Urbanagora, though not as much as I'd like.
The heat in my apartment's gotten unbearable. A mild summer coupled with fifteen foot ceilings and the fact that we're on the top floor. All the heat rises to our floor and hangs around. I've never been good with heat.
Money's ridiculously tight. I went to see the doctor about an irregular mole. The good news is it's not cancer. The bad news is my insurance company refuses to pay for it. $500, which, along with a couple other unfortunate one-off expenses, wipes out all the money I'd managed to save over the past year. I asked the hospital what it would have cost if I hadn't had insurance. Full price, but I'd only have to pay half of it, a way of helping those without insurance cover their bills. The total? $300-$400. That's right. It would have been cheaper if I didn't have insurance, particularly when you count all the money I've blown on premiums over the past year. I told the insurance company about this inconvenient math. Their response? "[the hospital] shouldn't do that."
No money also means that I can't take any classes, can't go out, and can't send out mailings to agencies or anything like that. In short, I'm stuck. I've been looking for other jobs. I thought about starting an apprenticeship as an electrician, but the Chicago IBEW apparently never needs people. The last pieces of an old machine that doesn't work the way it used to, but well enough yet. I had a job interview last Friday. It was a waste of my evening. The whole thing was pretty sketchy.
My brain's on the fritz lately. I have a hard time getting anything done. Maybe I'm just depressed. I've always had trouble starting things, or following through on those that I do start. I can't think clearly a lot of the time. When I'm on, I'm kinetic. The rest of the time, I'm just hanging on.
I'm taking classes at the Actor's Gym. Intro to Aerial Arts. I like it. Maybe I'll move back out to the suburbs and see if my sister can get me work with the aerial group she works with.
There has to be more than this. I don't want much. I'd just like to be able to get by a little easier, maybe visit a few friends outside of Chicago.
I'll try to be better about updating this thing more often. But as I said, my brain's not at its best.
I've continued posting at Urbanagora, though not as much as I'd like.
The heat in my apartment's gotten unbearable. A mild summer coupled with fifteen foot ceilings and the fact that we're on the top floor. All the heat rises to our floor and hangs around. I've never been good with heat.
Money's ridiculously tight. I went to see the doctor about an irregular mole. The good news is it's not cancer. The bad news is my insurance company refuses to pay for it. $500, which, along with a couple other unfortunate one-off expenses, wipes out all the money I'd managed to save over the past year. I asked the hospital what it would have cost if I hadn't had insurance. Full price, but I'd only have to pay half of it, a way of helping those without insurance cover their bills. The total? $300-$400. That's right. It would have been cheaper if I didn't have insurance, particularly when you count all the money I've blown on premiums over the past year. I told the insurance company about this inconvenient math. Their response? "[the hospital] shouldn't do that."
No money also means that I can't take any classes, can't go out, and can't send out mailings to agencies or anything like that. In short, I'm stuck. I've been looking for other jobs. I thought about starting an apprenticeship as an electrician, but the Chicago IBEW apparently never needs people. The last pieces of an old machine that doesn't work the way it used to, but well enough yet. I had a job interview last Friday. It was a waste of my evening. The whole thing was pretty sketchy.
My brain's on the fritz lately. I have a hard time getting anything done. Maybe I'm just depressed. I've always had trouble starting things, or following through on those that I do start. I can't think clearly a lot of the time. When I'm on, I'm kinetic. The rest of the time, I'm just hanging on.
I'm taking classes at the Actor's Gym. Intro to Aerial Arts. I like it. Maybe I'll move back out to the suburbs and see if my sister can get me work with the aerial group she works with.
There has to be more than this. I don't want much. I'd just like to be able to get by a little easier, maybe visit a few friends outside of Chicago.
I'll try to be better about updating this thing more often. But as I said, my brain's not at its best.