jecca_mehlota: (blah blah blah)
( Nov. 22nd, 2011 01:26 pm)
GUESS WHAT. I narrowly escaped death this weekend. This, of course, is an exaggeration. So, you all may or may not remember that I moved to a new apartment in April! Well, I am going to talk about the old apartment for a moment. The room I was in had a drop ceiling, who knows why. It sagged a bit in the middle and this occasionally featured in my moments of paranoia, when I would become convinced it was going to fall on me in the middle of the night and I WOULD DIE aaaugh. Obviously that never happened. It was just a little bit of faulty installation or something, never got any worse or anything.

So, you've probably figured out where this is going. Guess what fell down over the weekend!

YAAAAAY! Fortunately, the current resident of the room was out getting drunk or something, so no one was hurt or anything, but, uh. (In the ceiling's defense, the guy had apparently been moving tiles a bit, but, uh, that shouldn't have caused the whole thing to peel off like it did...)

Anyway, I went to see the dentist today! My teeth are still full of cavities, no surprise. My gums are still way too thin up front, also no surprise (THANKS, ORTHODONTICS). Basically, my brushing and flossing skills are still awesome, but my teeth still suck. aaaaaugh. /things you care about

I have decided to rename NaNo to NaNot, if anyone was wondering how that was going. I mean, I'm working on it still, but fuck the wordcount goal. I never actually shoot for it anymore, anyway. I'm writing, so whatever. I win.

The world has come up with yet another reason why I need a PS3. (Aside from that I already own three games for the system and plan on picking up a few more, despite having absolutely nothing to play them on.) In the vein of the FFX HD remake, they are rereleasing the Jak and Daxter trilogy! So, there's one more thing I need that I really shouldn't waste the money on (especially considering I HAVE NO SYSTEM...).

Today is my day off. I am trying to spend it bracing myself for working tomorrow, but one can never truly be prepared for Day Before Thanksgiving sales... why why why why. I am also working Thanksgiving and the day after (I do not care about the day after, though). Working Thanksgiving really annoys me, though. I mean, of aaaall the holidays we have here in the USA, that is the one I feel we should all have off. I mean, yeah, I know, who (of those of us who celebrate it) wants to be at work Christmas morning, but, I mean. Religion. (I am also annoyed that Labor Day has turned into yet another white-collar holiday.) Most holidays are related to Christianity or patriotism, and that one is not, and everyone should have it off. (Maybe then people would stop looking at me so weird when I tell people we eat dinner no earlier than 5 pm!) SO THERE. Semi-related, this is my new favourite website.


And remember to go over here if you'd like a card from me next month!
Because my life is never easy when it comes to health care.

Still, I beat the system into submission again, at least )

AND SO ENDED THE LATEST CHAPTER IN JECCA VERSUS THE HEALTH CARE SYSTEM


... actually, with the changes made and all, I might be able to get back on my parents' dental care... (We're not sure if I could get just the one or if it would have to be complete coverage, and $100-something a month for that is ridiculous, because my health care is cheaper and does what I need it to do.) Which would be nice. Especially if I do need the surgery...
I was quite annoyed yesterday. I woke up this morning and my face was still puffy, so I called the health center and, woah! Got an appointment. So I walk there and eventually am just given a prescription for a topical antibiotic that will hopefully get my face under control, because best the doctor could figure, the freaky face-swelling was, in fact, just a result of my mutant acne. When I went to leave, though, they told me I did not owe any money. CONFUSION. Apparently, in the less than twenty-four hours since I played phone-chase, I'd been put on VHAP (aka the cheap but effective health care plan for people below some level of income. So, you know, basically I am broke, which I am very well aware of) (I think I must be very lucky to live in a state that believes in making health care available to everyone). I was off the sliding scale, so I got to keep my SIX WHOLE DOLLARS. And then my fifty dollar prescription only had a two dollar co-pay. Which is pretty awesome, but I'd still rather be earning more than I have to spend on rent and utilities each month.


Anyway, after that whole adventure, I went apple picking with my parents, because apparently Northern Spies are just coming into season, and they are the best pie-making apples. It was raining, but not too bad, so it was mostly just fun. ...And wet. Apples were kind of abnormally large, but that's... probably more just because they hadn't been all picked off yet. We didn't need any of the apple-picking... pole-things, could just pluck them off from where we stood. So my parents walked off with lots of pie-making supplies and I walked off with more apples then I'm entirely sure what to do with, but I refuse to surrender any of them. MY WILD ASSORTMENT OF DELICIOUS FRUIT. Also more apple cider, which I didn't need, 'cause it's non-pasteurized so you have to drink it fast. And also some other stuff from the orchard shop. So basically today was overall good, to counter yesterday's overall I WANT TO SMASH THINGS AND OR HAVE A BREAK DOWN aggravation. Took a bunch of pictures, put them up here (not sure if that link will work), if you want to see (Photobucket's being annoying and I don't feel like writing the html all up right now, anyway). Some of them are from Harvest Market last weekend, but they're all labeled and, really, shouldn't it be obviously which ones are from apple picking and which ones aren't?
jecca_mehlota: (I (might have) had dignity once.)
( Oct. 2nd, 2009 09:01 pm)
Hate body. Also hate health insurance people, or possibly the US postal service. Maybe both. HAET ALL.

So the health insurance I've been paying 60 dollars (which I don't have to spare) a month for sent me a letter telling it's been cancelled because I never chose a program. Which, you know, I did. So either they never got the paperwork or they lost it. Fantastic. Spent the late morning and early afternoon playing phone tag and eventually it came down to me needing to restart the entire process, but at least they're crediting me the money I've given them. So much aggravation.

Because things always come in multiples, however, I woke up this morning with my left cheek... inexplicably swollen. Chipmunk face. Great, that's just... confusing. It doesn't really hurt, kinda achy maybe, but... I don't know. Puffy. It feels weird to touch it. My acne's been raging out of control since I was sick in July (which I keep meaning to try and see someone about. I've changed medicine for it, but it had no effect, and I think I am actually out of options now because Proactive's the most expensive stuff out there, isn't it?), so my first thought was that the million zits already on my face had teamed up together somehow, but I don't know what this is. Mom wants me to go to the doctor, but I really had to clear the health insurance crap up, and then there wasn't time before work. The center's open for four hours tomorrow, and I doubt they'll have room for me, but I guess I get to wake up at 7 am to find out.


AND OF COURSE THEN I GOT TO WORK AND FOUND OUT I ONLY HAVE TEN HOURS NEXT WEEK AWESOME



...I accidentally hit the [Detect] button by the location slot and this is what it has given me. I don't entirely understand that.
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