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So... here is what is going on.
So, I was supposed to be on a flight last Friday to go home to Texas. I decided to go to work on Wednesday, so that the train would be back in on Friday and I wouldnt have to be back on the train until Monday, so I wouldnt necessarily be asking for any extra time off. (Lord knows I cant afford that right now) Well, the train ended up being nine hours late on Friday, so I flew out Saturday morning. (p.s. what really sucked about the train being that late was the job that I was working when it happened is the all night position, which starts working at 1:30 a.m. and is on the clock until the train gets to the station. my damn luck) So, I get on the flight Saturday morning, we taxi out to the runway, and then we sit there. Apparently, there were some storms in Houston that they were trying to avoid, so we sat on the runway for almost an hour before taking off. So, my flight was late. (This is where I start to wonder if I am cursed.) I get there, my mom picks me up, we drive all the way to Friendswood and get to see about the last 15 minutes of my brothers soccer game, where he almost passed out from dehydration. We then drove to Spring for my grandfathers surprise wedding, but everyone already knew. My family cant keep secrets, even from each other.
ravendragonstar came by and hung out, then we left and went to her house, where she cut my hair. Not bad for a cosmotology novice!! :)
Then we went by my cousins apartment and drank beer and watched Robot Chicken. Cool stuff. I was supposed to get on a flight in the afternoon on Sunday, but the flight was overbooked, so I barely made it home Monday. It was mighty close, as in I took the last seat. I get here to Virginia and notice that I am in a lot of pain. I wont go into too much detail about it (turns out I had a Bartholin's Gland Cyst, if you really want to know what it is, look it up :( ) So, I went to the emergency room last night at the suggestion of the nurse that I spoke to on the Nurses Hotline that my medical insurance provides. Since it was so late at night by this time, I really didnt have any other choice but the emergency room, so I got there at about 10:30 p.m. They take my vitals around 2 in the morning, and then I fell asleep. I finally got into the emergency room around 9:30 this morning, and they drained it (OUCH) and gave me some antibiotics and some pain medicine. So, I caught a cab and now im home. What a messed up couple of days. I was supposed to be at work Monday, but I didnt make the flight, so I thought I would be at work today, and now that isnt happening. They gave me a note to give to my boss that said that I needed 2 days. I am happy, but at the same time, I cant afford it. I am really not making this money fast enough.
When it rains, it pours. Sorry, had to be cliche for a moment. I am all hopped up on Vicodin, so I have an excuse.
Pizza's here!!! Gotta go.
So, I was supposed to be on a flight last Friday to go home to Texas. I decided to go to work on Wednesday, so that the train would be back in on Friday and I wouldnt have to be back on the train until Monday, so I wouldnt necessarily be asking for any extra time off. (Lord knows I cant afford that right now) Well, the train ended up being nine hours late on Friday, so I flew out Saturday morning. (p.s. what really sucked about the train being that late was the job that I was working when it happened is the all night position, which starts working at 1:30 a.m. and is on the clock until the train gets to the station. my damn luck) So, I get on the flight Saturday morning, we taxi out to the runway, and then we sit there. Apparently, there were some storms in Houston that they were trying to avoid, so we sat on the runway for almost an hour before taking off. So, my flight was late. (This is where I start to wonder if I am cursed.) I get there, my mom picks me up, we drive all the way to Friendswood and get to see about the last 15 minutes of my brothers soccer game, where he almost passed out from dehydration. We then drove to Spring for my grandfathers surprise wedding, but everyone already knew. My family cant keep secrets, even from each other.
ravendragonstar came by and hung out, then we left and went to her house, where she cut my hair. Not bad for a cosmotology novice!! :)
Then we went by my cousins apartment and drank beer and watched Robot Chicken. Cool stuff. I was supposed to get on a flight in the afternoon on Sunday, but the flight was overbooked, so I barely made it home Monday. It was mighty close, as in I took the last seat. I get here to Virginia and notice that I am in a lot of pain. I wont go into too much detail about it (turns out I had a Bartholin's Gland Cyst, if you really want to know what it is, look it up :( ) So, I went to the emergency room last night at the suggestion of the nurse that I spoke to on the Nurses Hotline that my medical insurance provides. Since it was so late at night by this time, I really didnt have any other choice but the emergency room, so I got there at about 10:30 p.m. They take my vitals around 2 in the morning, and then I fell asleep. I finally got into the emergency room around 9:30 this morning, and they drained it (OUCH) and gave me some antibiotics and some pain medicine. So, I caught a cab and now im home. What a messed up couple of days. I was supposed to be at work Monday, but I didnt make the flight, so I thought I would be at work today, and now that isnt happening. They gave me a note to give to my boss that said that I needed 2 days. I am happy, but at the same time, I cant afford it. I am really not making this money fast enough.
When it rains, it pours. Sorry, had to be cliche for a moment. I am all hopped up on Vicodin, so I have an excuse.
Pizza's here!!! Gotta go.