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Boo.
February 14th, Valentine's Day. A Hallmark Holiday, as I've heard it called quite frequently lately. Just another day in my world!
But it also means it's well into the new year. And, I have to say, this year has not been going as I'd planned. At alllllll.
Some things are good. I'm moved into my new place and I quite adore it. It's so...spacious! A little cold, yes, but like I've mentioned before, I've got tons of blankets that are finally be putting to use. Whoo hoo. So it's fine. And I love having a parking space for Lance, of course. I'm not big on having neighbors, though. Forgotten how nice it is to...not. And I've got neighbors upstairs and I can hear them walking around all the time, which is really annoying. But eh, what can ya do. Overall, quite splendid. And the rent is still wonderfully cheap. I got the first electric bill and I was thoroughly creeped out when it was $150 for about 10 days, but then I realized, oh yeah, the intitial deposit is on it. Relieved sigh. So, actually, I averaged it about right; around $80 a month, which still saves me $50 from my old rent. Just lovely! And I'm looking forward to the summer when I can start using the basketball goal outside, yippee.
Work is still good. Office job is still quite wonderful; still like all of my co-workers, my boss(es), my actual job. The A/P woman got her job back but I'm not sure what's going on personally between her and the boss, and I'm content not knowing, so whatever. Saves my supervisor from getting a headache doing her job AND that job, which makes me happier since she's not stressed and all that. B&N is still, yep, B&N! Working there Sunday mornings still, and am content to just leave it at that for now. Though one day a month, the manager does inventory during the morning, so I work the night shift those days. Which is good, so I get a bit of a break from the ordinary. Switches things up a big, and it's nice to have two days to sleep in, haha. Also started tutoring again at the school, and that's going fine too. Haha, I got a raise this semester! Isn't that just great? Only 25cents, but still! So the job front is...well, fine.
And school started a few weeks ago. My schedule is still quite lovely this semester; I work at the office M-Th, 8a-3p, like last semester. M/W, I then go to tutoring from 330p-530p, so I'm getting four hours there this semester. T/Th, I have class from 330p-640p. And F, I'm 8a-5p at the office. So it's really quite great, time-wise. I'm off everything at reasonable times, so I'm not having any problems with feeling tired so far. And the actual classes are...good, so far. My CH class is interesting; my entire grade comes down to two papers, due midway and at the end of the class. Which means just a lot of self-paced reading, blech (and yes, it was one of the classes that said "no books required." a lie, a great big lie; I just didn't have to buy it through the bookstore, but instead through a private publisher, and it was still $45). English class is also a lot of reading, of course, but there's weekly work in that one, and there's also a mid-term and a final, which makes my head tilt. Like, how is there gonna be TESTS in an English class? But whatever, we'll see. Spanish is...okay. Not liking it as much as last semester, but I just keep telling myself, last one! And then I'm DONE with foreign language, whoo hoo! And my CIT class kinda worries me; on the syllabus itself, the teacher says this class is VERY HARD. It has very little HTML involvement, and it basically comes down to us writing programs for Lego robots. Which sounds fun, sure, but remember: hard! I've gotten A's on all of my assignments so far, but I'm still wary. So we'll see. I'm almost kinda sorta already looking forward to the end of the semester, haha.
And now we'll start sliding into the bad stuff.
I actually had so many plans for this year. My mom didn't wind up coming out for Christmas; due to the cold and all, she was thinking spring break would be a better time. Which is fine, since I can just take a few days off from work and show her around and have fun. And then I was gonna go see Rhia for the birthday month, of course. And, since she's graduating this semester and we have to celebrate, I was hoping to entice her to a lovely little vacation in Vegas, mwaha. So I was going to be very frugal, and pay off as much debt as I can for this semester. I was going to focus on going to the gym and reading the books I ALREADY have, and school, of course.
But then, a few weeks ago, my jaw started to hurt. Not a big deal, and I figured it'd go away. But, it didn't. It got worse. So I finally did the smart thing, and set an appointment with a dentist recommended by a co-worker (because they work with payments plans, haha). Luckily, I've got pretty good dental insurance, which came in handy when I went in and he confirmed what I figured he was going to say: my wisdom teeth have to come out. Now, I was thinking I was going to be put under and have them all yanked at once, so I texted my mom to see if she'd come stay with me for a few days. She said of course and just to let her know. But it turns out it'd be cheaper if I had them removed in the dentist's office...with a local. He actually point-blank asked me, "Are you a chicken?" And I replied no, woe is me. So we decided to just do it there, though he anticipated a good 1hr30min procedure because they were going to be difficult. Suck. And just two at a time, by the way. He was going to remove the one that was hurting, then wait a few weeks and remove the other two. Sigh.
So went in this past Wednesday and did that. The procedure was easier than he anticipated, but it was...weird. He stuck a needle in the roof of my mouth, used pliers and a pick, and ripped my teeth out. It didn't exactly hurt, but, as they said, there was a lot of pressure, haha. I actually didn't feel that bad once we were done, and he gave me a prescription for Vicodin (which just makes me think of House, haha) which I took to Wal-Mart to get filled. They told me if was going to be 45min before it was ready though, and my mouth had actually really started to hurt by then. So I sat in front of the pharmacy and held my face in my hand, and every now and then some tears of pain would sting my eyes, and I think the cashier felt sorry for me 'cause it only wound up being a little over half an hour. I was happy to take her pity and my tears and run away. Which wasn't the best idea, because when I got home and took the pills as described...nothing. Did not help at all. I took one pill every four hours and it just kept right on hurting. My supervsior from the office, Alexa, texted me later in the afternoon to see how I was doing, and I asked her opinion, 'cause she's been going through a lot of teeth problems of her own. She recommended ibuprofen over the Vicodin and I said I'd have to go get some 'cause this just isn't working, but she offered to get me some instead, since I shouldn't be out. So she brought me some Advil and it worked WONDERFULLY! I was pain-free for the first time since that morning, and it was just bliss. She was officially my new best friend, haha.
And it's four days later...and my stupid mouth still hurts. I've been popping Advil and Motrin all week, and it'll work, but then it fades. Alexa said I should be taking it every 4hrs, but that's a lot of pills! I still do it though, and it works until night arrives. The past couple of nights, I've been waking up in the wee hours of the morning with an aching jaw, and I'd have to to stumble to the kitchen and take some more pills. Really sucks, I tells ya. But at least I don't have dry socket! I'll just give it a few more days...sigh... It even hurts now, but I actually took two Vicodin to see if that'll work ('cause I'm almost out of Motrin, haha).
Luckily, like I said, my dental insurance is pretty awesome so I only wound up paying $120 for the visit/procedure. I was able to pay the whole thing off this time around, but said I'd probably have to payment the next one (it should be about the same, they said). Because, somehow, someway, I am HELLA broke right now. My B&N card says I have $0 available credit right now, which creeps me the freak out 'cause I should have more than $100 on it, at least. I'm gonna give it til tomorrow to straighten out, otherwise I'm gonna call and make sure everything's okay. And I had to pay Lance's registration already, which I put on my other card, so my cards are done for at the moment. I finally got my deposit back from the old place (the whole thing, even though it took a frikkin' month and a half to get it (he said the mail lost it and he eventually had to get me a new check, but it still had a date of 1/6 on there, so I'm suspicious, but whatever)), and that whole thing is going to tuition when the last payment is due next month. I also have a whopping cable bill due in two days, but I should be able to take care of everything. I've gotten everything that needs to be paid, paid, at least, so I'm...okay. I just, really, have no money. It's kinda scary, and I really don't like it. I wish I had known the office wanted to move me to full-time before I put in the tutor schedule request, so I could've gotten the best of both worlds, but oh well. I'll do what I can. I'll just have to be careful, and might have to lay off the B&N card and just use my checking account for a while. Boo, but if it's what I've gotta do, I can deal with not earning points for the next few months.
Okay, it's past midnight, so I'm going to bed now. But I'm actually not done updating yet, so here's a list to remind myself of what I wanted to talk about (since we all know my memory sucks):
gym/weight/thyroid?
ex-boy
taxes
movies
books
letters with Anaka
brother
That's all I can think of. I'm sure more will occur tomorrow.
My nails are so long and pretty right now. My hair is getting longer too, and it's still being kept in a French braid, which I'm becoming very adept at now. Pretty too.
I think the Vicodin might be working a little now. My jaw isn't hurting quite as much. Though I really don't understand how House couldn't gotten addicted to them. Gay.
And for the record, I could be having sex right now. Yep, that's right. S-E-X. But considering my mouth hurts, probably best that I'm not. Them's the breaks.
G'night.
February 14th, Valentine's Day. A Hallmark Holiday, as I've heard it called quite frequently lately. Just another day in my world!
But it also means it's well into the new year. And, I have to say, this year has not been going as I'd planned. At alllllll.
Some things are good. I'm moved into my new place and I quite adore it. It's so...spacious! A little cold, yes, but like I've mentioned before, I've got tons of blankets that are finally be putting to use. Whoo hoo. So it's fine. And I love having a parking space for Lance, of course. I'm not big on having neighbors, though. Forgotten how nice it is to...not. And I've got neighbors upstairs and I can hear them walking around all the time, which is really annoying. But eh, what can ya do. Overall, quite splendid. And the rent is still wonderfully cheap. I got the first electric bill and I was thoroughly creeped out when it was $150 for about 10 days, but then I realized, oh yeah, the intitial deposit is on it. Relieved sigh. So, actually, I averaged it about right; around $80 a month, which still saves me $50 from my old rent. Just lovely! And I'm looking forward to the summer when I can start using the basketball goal outside, yippee.
Work is still good. Office job is still quite wonderful; still like all of my co-workers, my boss(es), my actual job. The A/P woman got her job back but I'm not sure what's going on personally between her and the boss, and I'm content not knowing, so whatever. Saves my supervisor from getting a headache doing her job AND that job, which makes me happier since she's not stressed and all that. B&N is still, yep, B&N! Working there Sunday mornings still, and am content to just leave it at that for now. Though one day a month, the manager does inventory during the morning, so I work the night shift those days. Which is good, so I get a bit of a break from the ordinary. Switches things up a big, and it's nice to have two days to sleep in, haha. Also started tutoring again at the school, and that's going fine too. Haha, I got a raise this semester! Isn't that just great? Only 25cents, but still! So the job front is...well, fine.
And school started a few weeks ago. My schedule is still quite lovely this semester; I work at the office M-Th, 8a-3p, like last semester. M/W, I then go to tutoring from 330p-530p, so I'm getting four hours there this semester. T/Th, I have class from 330p-640p. And F, I'm 8a-5p at the office. So it's really quite great, time-wise. I'm off everything at reasonable times, so I'm not having any problems with feeling tired so far. And the actual classes are...good, so far. My CH class is interesting; my entire grade comes down to two papers, due midway and at the end of the class. Which means just a lot of self-paced reading, blech (and yes, it was one of the classes that said "no books required." a lie, a great big lie; I just didn't have to buy it through the bookstore, but instead through a private publisher, and it was still $45). English class is also a lot of reading, of course, but there's weekly work in that one, and there's also a mid-term and a final, which makes my head tilt. Like, how is there gonna be TESTS in an English class? But whatever, we'll see. Spanish is...okay. Not liking it as much as last semester, but I just keep telling myself, last one! And then I'm DONE with foreign language, whoo hoo! And my CIT class kinda worries me; on the syllabus itself, the teacher says this class is VERY HARD. It has very little HTML involvement, and it basically comes down to us writing programs for Lego robots. Which sounds fun, sure, but remember: hard! I've gotten A's on all of my assignments so far, but I'm still wary. So we'll see. I'm almost kinda sorta already looking forward to the end of the semester, haha.
And now we'll start sliding into the bad stuff.
I actually had so many plans for this year. My mom didn't wind up coming out for Christmas; due to the cold and all, she was thinking spring break would be a better time. Which is fine, since I can just take a few days off from work and show her around and have fun. And then I was gonna go see Rhia for the birthday month, of course. And, since she's graduating this semester and we have to celebrate, I was hoping to entice her to a lovely little vacation in Vegas, mwaha. So I was going to be very frugal, and pay off as much debt as I can for this semester. I was going to focus on going to the gym and reading the books I ALREADY have, and school, of course.
But then, a few weeks ago, my jaw started to hurt. Not a big deal, and I figured it'd go away. But, it didn't. It got worse. So I finally did the smart thing, and set an appointment with a dentist recommended by a co-worker (because they work with payments plans, haha). Luckily, I've got pretty good dental insurance, which came in handy when I went in and he confirmed what I figured he was going to say: my wisdom teeth have to come out. Now, I was thinking I was going to be put under and have them all yanked at once, so I texted my mom to see if she'd come stay with me for a few days. She said of course and just to let her know. But it turns out it'd be cheaper if I had them removed in the dentist's office...with a local. He actually point-blank asked me, "Are you a chicken?" And I replied no, woe is me. So we decided to just do it there, though he anticipated a good 1hr30min procedure because they were going to be difficult. Suck. And just two at a time, by the way. He was going to remove the one that was hurting, then wait a few weeks and remove the other two. Sigh.
So went in this past Wednesday and did that. The procedure was easier than he anticipated, but it was...weird. He stuck a needle in the roof of my mouth, used pliers and a pick, and ripped my teeth out. It didn't exactly hurt, but, as they said, there was a lot of pressure, haha. I actually didn't feel that bad once we were done, and he gave me a prescription for Vicodin (which just makes me think of House, haha) which I took to Wal-Mart to get filled. They told me if was going to be 45min before it was ready though, and my mouth had actually really started to hurt by then. So I sat in front of the pharmacy and held my face in my hand, and every now and then some tears of pain would sting my eyes, and I think the cashier felt sorry for me 'cause it only wound up being a little over half an hour. I was happy to take her pity and my tears and run away. Which wasn't the best idea, because when I got home and took the pills as described...nothing. Did not help at all. I took one pill every four hours and it just kept right on hurting. My supervsior from the office, Alexa, texted me later in the afternoon to see how I was doing, and I asked her opinion, 'cause she's been going through a lot of teeth problems of her own. She recommended ibuprofen over the Vicodin and I said I'd have to go get some 'cause this just isn't working, but she offered to get me some instead, since I shouldn't be out. So she brought me some Advil and it worked WONDERFULLY! I was pain-free for the first time since that morning, and it was just bliss. She was officially my new best friend, haha.
And it's four days later...and my stupid mouth still hurts. I've been popping Advil and Motrin all week, and it'll work, but then it fades. Alexa said I should be taking it every 4hrs, but that's a lot of pills! I still do it though, and it works until night arrives. The past couple of nights, I've been waking up in the wee hours of the morning with an aching jaw, and I'd have to to stumble to the kitchen and take some more pills. Really sucks, I tells ya. But at least I don't have dry socket! I'll just give it a few more days...sigh... It even hurts now, but I actually took two Vicodin to see if that'll work ('cause I'm almost out of Motrin, haha).
Luckily, like I said, my dental insurance is pretty awesome so I only wound up paying $120 for the visit/procedure. I was able to pay the whole thing off this time around, but said I'd probably have to payment the next one (it should be about the same, they said). Because, somehow, someway, I am HELLA broke right now. My B&N card says I have $0 available credit right now, which creeps me the freak out 'cause I should have more than $100 on it, at least. I'm gonna give it til tomorrow to straighten out, otherwise I'm gonna call and make sure everything's okay. And I had to pay Lance's registration already, which I put on my other card, so my cards are done for at the moment. I finally got my deposit back from the old place (the whole thing, even though it took a frikkin' month and a half to get it (he said the mail lost it and he eventually had to get me a new check, but it still had a date of 1/6 on there, so I'm suspicious, but whatever)), and that whole thing is going to tuition when the last payment is due next month. I also have a whopping cable bill due in two days, but I should be able to take care of everything. I've gotten everything that needs to be paid, paid, at least, so I'm...okay. I just, really, have no money. It's kinda scary, and I really don't like it. I wish I had known the office wanted to move me to full-time before I put in the tutor schedule request, so I could've gotten the best of both worlds, but oh well. I'll do what I can. I'll just have to be careful, and might have to lay off the B&N card and just use my checking account for a while. Boo, but if it's what I've gotta do, I can deal with not earning points for the next few months.
Okay, it's past midnight, so I'm going to bed now. But I'm actually not done updating yet, so here's a list to remind myself of what I wanted to talk about (since we all know my memory sucks):
gym/weight/thyroid?
ex-boy
taxes
movies
books
letters with Anaka
brother
That's all I can think of. I'm sure more will occur tomorrow.
My nails are so long and pretty right now. My hair is getting longer too, and it's still being kept in a French braid, which I'm becoming very adept at now. Pretty too.
I think the Vicodin might be working a little now. My jaw isn't hurting quite as much. Though I really don't understand how House couldn't gotten addicted to them. Gay.
And for the record, I could be having sex right now. Yep, that's right. S-E-X. But considering my mouth hurts, probably best that I'm not. Them's the breaks.
G'night.