The fax failed when I sent the transcript request to Southern Poly. Why? They’ve changed all their phone numbers, but haven’t updated 99% of the pages on their website. Somehow, I am completely unsurprised.
Note to Self
Never, ever, under any situation, Google for “panties.” Ick.
The World Didn’t Need That
I heard a disco-pop-ish version of “Total Eclipse of the Heart” this week. Where are the cops when you need them?
Idjits
The wildlife guys finally did show up. I haven’t spoken to one of them, but the one in uniform seems incapable of smiling. His first words were not a greeting, but, “That tree’s gotta go. All them trees, they’re bad.”…
Where Are They?
When you’re paying thousands of dollars to a service company, wouldn’t you think they could at least manage to arrive on time? How about, oh, I don’t know—a phone call saying they’ll be late? We did have a nice quiet…
Growl
I missed a doctor’s appointment this morning—one of those that it has taken MONTHS to get. I’m not happy. I just couldn’t wake up, though. Sam roused me long enough to get meds into me this morning. I fell asleep…
Ugh
Note to self: Talk to pain management doc about drugs for breakthrough pain. I’m very close to tears from the pain today. Let’s say it’s a 8.9 on the Mankowski scale. I’m really wishing I had someone else to get…
To Clarify
Last night’s entry is not an indicator of any drama happening. In fact, it’s part of warding off drama. If I don’t speak up about being tired of “talking about the relationship(s)” or whatever, I’ll eventually explode, and that WILL…
I Am a Bad Poly Person
About all I had to say in our family therapy session tonight is that I’m tired of talking. I’m tired of serious conversations. I’m tired of planning projects. I’m tired of processing, interpreting, mirroring—all of it. I’m just tired. The…
Practical Ergonomics
Office Ergonomics: Let’s Get Practical! But I don’t WANT my feet on the floor! I like to have my legs stretched out, curled up with my legs crossed, or to the side. Hmph.