Tolls Suck
I'm back in Orlando for the weekend to meet Maria because she's FINALLY COMING HOME!!! I am quite excited. I have to wait until midnight to actually see Maria, but that's still part of today in my book.
Coming back to Orlando is great now that I have my own car. I can leave whenever I want, listen to whatever music I want, and best of all I get to pay for all the gas on my own...yay... What sucks are the tolls. I do not carry cash. Not for any particular reason, but on campus my ID card is linked to my food account and everywhere else accepts debit cards, so I never really have much incentive to get get a 20 when I'll end up using $19 of it on food I don't want. The exception, of course, is those damn tolls on the Turnpike. $2.50, what? That's not the kind of toll I can just dig under my seat for. And I always, always forget about it until I'm like one or two exits away. Unless I want to figure my way through back roads for 40 miles in the dark, I have to pay the toll, and to do that I have to have cash, so I inevitably end up going to a gas station which (for reasons unknown even to them) is not set up to get cash back. Enter the ridiculous ATM. It has to be denominations of 20? Wonderful. Oh a freaking $2.95 service charge, great. WTF do they even need that charge for, the machine is about 20 years old, and besides putting money in it, doesn't look like it's been updated, maintainced, or cleaned since it was bought, Such a rip.
Insane service charges aside, Friday was a pretty ok day. Thursday I skipped class to study and studied, two things which rarely coincide. Friday I had the test I was studying for, and it was easy just like the first one. Easy A's really are wonderful. So you'd think, what with a 4:00 test and plans to hang with Frank that I'd leave Gainesville ASAP so I could actually do something in Orlando before fatigue set in. Not so much. See, I gave blood and discovered I still have high blood pressure. Not like seriously high, and I'm 20, so it's not a huge deal, but dammit, I'm 20, I should not have random high blood pressure. That threw off my day completely. I went home and surfed the net looking at stuff about blood pressure and health until late into the night. I finally remembered to leave at like 8, and then I had issues with ATMs which slowed me down, meaning I didn't get home until 10, and then I was damn tired. So I just slept, and therefore still haven't seen Frank.
I think today is my catch up day. I'm going to go to the Walk in Clinic down the street where the doctors are competent and friendly, and find out what, if anything, I need to do. Then I'm going to hang with Frank, because I haven't seen him in ages. Then I'm going to see a movie with my sister, because I haven't seen her in ages. Finally I'm going to see Maria, which would make even the worst day wonderful. But first, I have to get up.
Ciao.
Coming back to Orlando is great now that I have my own car. I can leave whenever I want, listen to whatever music I want, and best of all I get to pay for all the gas on my own...yay... What sucks are the tolls. I do not carry cash. Not for any particular reason, but on campus my ID card is linked to my food account and everywhere else accepts debit cards, so I never really have much incentive to get get a 20 when I'll end up using $19 of it on food I don't want. The exception, of course, is those damn tolls on the Turnpike. $2.50, what? That's not the kind of toll I can just dig under my seat for. And I always, always forget about it until I'm like one or two exits away. Unless I want to figure my way through back roads for 40 miles in the dark, I have to pay the toll, and to do that I have to have cash, so I inevitably end up going to a gas station which (for reasons unknown even to them) is not set up to get cash back. Enter the ridiculous ATM. It has to be denominations of 20? Wonderful. Oh a freaking $2.95 service charge, great. WTF do they even need that charge for, the machine is about 20 years old, and besides putting money in it, doesn't look like it's been updated, maintainced, or cleaned since it was bought, Such a rip.
Insane service charges aside, Friday was a pretty ok day. Thursday I skipped class to study and studied, two things which rarely coincide. Friday I had the test I was studying for, and it was easy just like the first one. Easy A's really are wonderful. So you'd think, what with a 4:00 test and plans to hang with Frank that I'd leave Gainesville ASAP so I could actually do something in Orlando before fatigue set in. Not so much. See, I gave blood and discovered I still have high blood pressure. Not like seriously high, and I'm 20, so it's not a huge deal, but dammit, I'm 20, I should not have random high blood pressure. That threw off my day completely. I went home and surfed the net looking at stuff about blood pressure and health until late into the night. I finally remembered to leave at like 8, and then I had issues with ATMs which slowed me down, meaning I didn't get home until 10, and then I was damn tired. So I just slept, and therefore still haven't seen Frank.
I think today is my catch up day. I'm going to go to the Walk in Clinic down the street where the doctors are competent and friendly, and find out what, if anything, I need to do. Then I'm going to hang with Frank, because I haven't seen him in ages. Then I'm going to see a movie with my sister, because I haven't seen her in ages. Finally I'm going to see Maria, which would make even the worst day wonderful. But first, I have to get up.
Ciao.