Six Days~

And then my loverboy will be back in town and my life will be awesome for a week. Long distance relationships are not easy.

My jaw is still all fucked up. Not sure when I’ll be able to get the operation done for it. Man shit is expensive these days!

Due to being ill from penicillin and doped up from the vicodin.. I really have nothing else to say.

Hey Mr. Tambourine Man..

Well due to severe boredom and cabin fever, I set up a static webcam for my blog. Haha. Yeah, I guess this is starting to look more like a website than a blog but c’mon! I need something to do while I’m stuck at home in bed. It’s bad enough I can’t go out and do anything. I would almost rather be at work than be at home at this point.

I also set up a fancy little Analogue Chatroom? I use a question mark because I really don’t know what to call it. It’s like irc and tagboard had a love child.

Now.. relax your throat..

This has been my day.

Midnight: Pain pain pain in mouth and jaw. I realize I have to be awake at 4:15 but hope that I might feel better by the time I have to wake up. Take my last flexeril and vicodin (I was prescribed these for my back).
1am..2am..3am.. I haven’t fallen asleep yet. Still in pain.

3AM: Call into work and explain that I will not be coming in due to a dental emergency.Awake, awake, awake.. burn some organics and do some research online. I look at dentists who take my insurance and of course 1800dentist.com. I pass out around 4:30am

9AM: Dad wakes me up. I call the doc I had my eye on. They have an appt for me at 10am. Snap.

9:30 I arrive at the office. I expected some paperwork. Which I got. Blahblahblah.

Noon: Released with three prescriptions and the knowledge that I cannot afford to get myself fixed. I need to have $500 in hand to get my shit fixed.

Oh yeah, the prognosis? Jaw infection. I need two tooth extractions. But let me tell you.. this doctor is amazing. I love his staff. They prescribed me a valium to take before my next visit, I’m getting light sedation, and nitrous. That is included in the $500 for the visit.

So yeah. I don’t work until tuesday. I’m in a shit ton of pain. Can’t get my crap fixed for a while. and.. I’m on meds. Fun.

The hint of the century

How come people think that I’m the one they should come to to bad mouth people? It’s perfectly clear that I am not a gossip monger and the moment you tell me bullshit about someone I’m going to ask them about it and rat your ass out. I am not to be trusted. If you can’t say something to someone’s face, don’t say it to me, because I will. Fucking shit talkers stay away.

/rant

Seafood?

Well, I’ve been propositioned for the fifth time to be the Seafood Manager at the safeway I work at. I’m just in the middle of my first week as just a barista. Not a manager of starbucks. I like it, but I also don’t like it. I don’t like not being in charge.

Plus I’m going to miss the money.

So yeah, seafood manager? Interesting.