vacation all i ever wanted.
i'm totally going to wear a flower circlet on the plane: three days 'til i fly away. please do not let tropical storm fay decide to switch directions and then, y'know, become a hurricane. they will not take my plane off in a tropical storm/hurricane/etc. not that i want florida to get hit either, but. i am going to san francisco, okay.
if i have to miss my vacation for this, someone had better be dead: i had a jury summons for this week, originally for today. so i called last night, and my panel didn't have to report today, but we weren't dismissed, i had to call again tonight. but tonight we were, in fact, fully and finally dismissed, so yay. this is the second summons i've gotten this year. the thing is, i kind of really want to do it. be a part of the process. just. not this week.
i work swings for a reason: so my nurse practitioner upped my effexor dose to 150, and that's good, but she limited the dose to two weeks and made a psych appointment for me at memorial. the outpatient office is in north orange grove, and i live in west biloxi, which means nothing to any of you, but it's a good thirty minute drive. and, okay, the furthest i drive is to *work*. which is for real like a four-ish (i think?) mile drive straight down the beach with exactly two turns. also, the appointment is at eight-thirty in the morning on wednesday, and that is. early. i work 2p-10p. i wake up at 11:15a. i am not a morning person. plus i have to go there tomorrow and fill out registration paperwork. i didn't want to go to a psych to *begin* with, but. i guess we'll see.
the world is upside down: i am kind of in love with paris hilton right now. what the actual fuck. ??? also, former sweet 16 brats are being sent to africa by their parents to like. stick it out. amaaaaaazing.
if i have to miss my vacation for this, someone had better be dead: i had a jury summons for this week, originally for today. so i called last night, and my panel didn't have to report today, but we weren't dismissed, i had to call again tonight. but tonight we were, in fact, fully and finally dismissed, so yay. this is the second summons i've gotten this year. the thing is, i kind of really want to do it. be a part of the process. just. not this week.
i work swings for a reason: so my nurse practitioner upped my effexor dose to 150, and that's good, but she limited the dose to two weeks and made a psych appointment for me at memorial. the outpatient office is in north orange grove, and i live in west biloxi, which means nothing to any of you, but it's a good thirty minute drive. and, okay, the furthest i drive is to *work*. which is for real like a four-ish (i think?) mile drive straight down the beach with exactly two turns. also, the appointment is at eight-thirty in the morning on wednesday, and that is. early. i work 2p-10p. i wake up at 11:15a. i am not a morning person. plus i have to go there tomorrow and fill out registration paperwork. i didn't want to go to a psych to *begin* with, but. i guess we'll see.
the world is upside down: i am kind of in love with paris hilton right now. what the actual fuck. ??? also, former sweet 16 brats are being sent to africa by their parents to like. stick it out. amaaaaaazing.