Heaven on the 7th Floor

I have a myspace account. I detest myspace. But many people think it’s just great and therefore I have an account. This chick I used to know growing up found my myspace and sent me this meme about getting reacquainted and I actually filled it out. Yah, I was bored! LOL

Anyway, one of the questions to me was “What is your fondest memory of me [the girl that sent this]?” A memory as clear as day popped into my head. To her I said “when you sang Heaven on the 7th Floor at Toni’s house”.

Here is the story fleshed out.

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TTLB Ecosystem

Well, I see I’m back to my normal ranking at TTLB. They were working on the system and it messed with everyone’s rank.

Good to know that I’m just as insignificant today as I was 2 weeks ago. :-/

I’m foul, foul, foul!

As Nick would say, “fole”.

Last week was a sucky one and the weekend hasn’t been much better. Yesterday was OK, it was nice to hang out with the comic geeks for Free Comic Book day and it then to hang out with Caroline, et. al. for her shower.

But today has been another frustrating day and I’m over it.

I think I’ll just watch TV for the rest of the night. Fuck it.

UPS coughs up the dough and other oddities

So, it appears that UPS will cut us a check for around $760 for the damage to my Mac. Yay! We may or may not buy a new case… If we do, it won’t be right away. The bent one is more or less workable and we may need to divert those funds for the time being.

I’ve had a totally shitty week with all our Usual Suspects: Insomnia, Cramps and PMS. Nice.

I went to “a” Dr on Tuesday. Yah, she’s an MD, but she was old as fuck and dotty to boot. ::rolls eyes:: I told you a little about it in the previous post – but WAIT! There’s more!! I hadn’t slept much, so I was tired and jittery. She informed me that I was depressed and seemed to be out of it. Uh, YAH, ya stupid old bat, I get that way with no sleep!! I told her no less than 5 times that I hadn’t slept the night before and I was tired and punchy. To no avail. She kept insisting that I was depressed and oh, it must be a bad marriage or a crappy job making me that way… Riiiiight. After a meandering 30 minute “exam” she finally wrote me a Rx for Lunesta, which of course will cost me $145 to fill. This lovely “exam” cost me $125 which will make that fucking Lunesta cost me fucking $270. Great.

Health care in this country is FUCKED UP. On top of all that, I can’t get the dumb bitches in the front office to give me copies of the billing so I might possibly get reimbursed. I am going to have to file a complaint, I’m sure. Just DAMN.

So, yah, it’s been a shit week and I’m glad it’s almost over. I’ll knock out the rest of the magazine site tomorrow and then I’ll go get Caroline’s shower gift.

THEN I SHALL DRINK, BITCHES!!

Just DAMN

The more things change, the more they stay the fucking same.

And that’s all I have to say about THAT.