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Okay, so I'm feeling pretty exhausted and crappy today, but at least I managed to do some laundry, right? So, I bring it inside, and I'm about to hang it in my closet, and HUGE FUCKING CICADA clinging to my shirt. >___< WTF, why do those things have to be so ugly~ T__T

Current Mood: surprised

I got this message through fanfiction.net today:

Name: DarkAngel048
Profile: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/611530/
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Subject: Questions: respond by july 27!!

who does Mizuki H/yuuta fics often?!
who does fic requests?

respond by july 27!

Seriously? Seriously?? Are there really people out there who are this idiotic?

Today was so full of frustration. It was full of many wonderful things too, but man, so many times I wanted to explode. >:E

Current Mood: exhausted

So, about yesterday, my knee finally stopped hurting. (Unless I forget and kneel on it directly.)

Today, I woke up with an ear infection.

Current Mood: irritated

OMG I AM SO MISERABLE. IF I LIE DOWN I CAN'T SLEEP. IF I GET UP I'M TOO TIRED TO DO ANYTHING. I'M SUPPOSED TO TAKE MY MEDICINE AFTER MEALS BUT I'M NOT HUNGRY ENOUGH TO EAT ANYTHING. MY EARS AND KNEES AND EYEBALLS HURT.

I'M GOING TO GO FORCE-FEED MYSELF SOME NOODLES WHILE I WATCH CITY OF LOST CHILDREN BECAUSE THAT'S HOW FUCKED UP I FEEL.

Current Mood: sick

I don't care what the doctor said, this is NOT a common cold. The common cold doesn't make you throw up. That was my last can of chicken noodle soup, too. D:

I want some ginger ale and my mommy.

Current Mood: sick

x_x I was "invited" to a Christmas party tomorrow. And by "invited", I mean I'm expected to prepare and run some sort of English Christmas game for 20-30 elementary school students. And for the privilege of all this, I get to pay ¥4000. And have I mentioned that I've wasted my whole day doing nothing and haven't even started on it?

Fuck.

Current Mood: stressed

I was a complete idiot today and went walking in the woods, without even once thinking about ticks. Until I got home and found out that two had crawled up my pants and attached themselves to the back of my leg. >______< I called my mommy and she came over and took them off. They say dousing them in cooking oil is an urban legend, but we did that, and one of them pulled right out. The other one was already dead, because I thought it was a mosquito bite and had been scratching at it. -_- So she had to pull that one off with tweezers. NOT FUN.

Now I'ma get lyme disease and die. ;____;

Actually, assuming there are no more on me *takes moment to writhe in OMGDONOTWANT*, I should be okay, because a tick has to be attached for at least 24 hours to transmit lyme disease. So I'm not too worried. I'm just gonna go shave my head, take a bath in cooking oil, and then light myself on fire for a bit. And I am never going outside again without putting on a full-body condom first. .__.

Current Mood: unclean

Ugh. What a rotten week, and it looks like I'm not the only one. And to top it all off, I discovered today that not only do I have to go to the dentist (I despise the dentist, and the hoops my health insurance makes me jump through only makes it worse, which is why I haven't been in years), but I'm probably going to have to have my rear molars pulled. My mouth is really too small for them, so it's nearly impossible to fit a toothbrush back there. *sigh* I guess it's my own fault for not keeping up with regular checkups.

In the meantime, that plus the cut on my tongue means I can't eat anything that is:
hot
cold
sweet
sour
salty
tangy
chewy
crunchy

Yay.

[edit] And of course, of course the dentist's office is closed today because it's Good Friday. So I have to wait three days before I can even make an appointment. x_x *headdesk*

Current Mood: distressed

MY PRINTER WORKS AGAIN. \o/

The nozzles were badly clogged, so I got this special cleaning solution, and after three applications, finally started to see some progress. And then I got a paper jam. And that was when I learned that there is no way of accessing the back side of the rollers of an Epson Stylus short of taking the entire printer apart. (Which I'm sure they did on purpose. >_>) But, with 2 pairs of specially shaped tweezers, 1 hand shoved down the paper feed slot, and 90 minutes of wrestling with it (literally), I finally got the paper out. x__x My hand is so bruised now.

And then my garbage disposal broke. By which I mean, anything that goes down the kitchen sink, half of it comes back out the bottom of the disposal. x________________x

I got my hospital bill today, and saw that I was overcharged a few hundred dollars. So I called my health insurance's "customer service". NO HELP AT ALL. The first woman I talked to tried to tell me that my deductible didn't count towards my out-of-pocket maximum. I don't know what orifice she pulled that bullshit out of, because their definition of "out-of-pocket maximum" is, when deductible + copays = certain amount, you don't pay anymore. So I spoke to someone else, and she agreed that the other woman was full of crack, but couldn't figure out where the problem was, and therefore tried to tell me that I wasn't being overcharged. I was the one who had to pull up the .pdf of my printed explanation of benefits, which just happened to mention that they made another $500 payment to the hospital on that claim. This was mentioned NOWHERE on my online explanation of benefits. I swear, I've never met anyone who works in or with the health insurance industry who actually understands how it works.

GAH.

Good thing Back to the Future OSTs are love.

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Music: End Title (Back to the Future II) - Alan Silvestri

Scene: Friday

Me: I know I said I'd be in for 1:30, but you see, there were these gay pirates....

Boss: .............

Okay, so that conversation didn't actually happen, but I was half an hour late to work because I brilliantly decided to read my gay pirate book in a room with no clock in it. And THEN, the reason I was supposed to go into work so early was because I had to leave later for a doctor's appointment. Now, I had been led to believe that this was just a discussion of next week's surgery to make sure that I understood everything. But they lied, and instead it was SURPRISE~~BUTTSECKS~~PELVIC EXAM. T__________T Owwwwwwwwwwwww the paining.

And then I had to go back to work, and you know the very first thing that happened?

I WAS STABBED. SOMEONE TOOK AN X-ACTO KNIFE AND STUCK IT RIGHT IN MY HAND. D:

They didn't mean to do it, but still. T___T Of course, I was in so much pain from the pelvic that it took me like a whole minute to realize that I was bleeding all over the place and needed to put a bandage on it. So yes, now I can say with authority that being stabbed hurts much less than having a pelvic exam.

Anyway, the result of the exam was that my uterus is too small for Essure, so we'll be going straight to the tubal ligation instead. While I really liked the idea of setting off airport security detectors with my robo-implants, at least this way, it'll be over in one shot, and by this time next week, I'll be as cold and barren as Dick Cheney's heart. It also helped to be able to report to my mother that it would be pretty much impossible for me to carry a fetus to term, anyway. Not that any of it matters, since I doubt I'll ever be having PIV sex, but better safe than sorry, right?

Okay, I'm done. The guys on my f-list can uncover their eyes now.

Current Mood: exanimate

I had a really good idea for a Supernatural fic.... It even had a plot and everything! And I spent all this time and effort developing it... AND THEN THEY USED THE IDEA IN THE VERY NEXT EPISODE! D: *woe*

My dream last night involved the word shashin (photograph), which I don't even remember learning, but when I looked it up this morning, sure enough, that's what it meant! Yay for subconsious memory.

Current Mood: disappointed

Just to drive home the fact that today is really not my day, I was at work for about an hour when I looked down and saw that I was wearing one pink shoe and one blue shoe.

Yeah. I fail.

Current Mood: thank God it's the weekend

Ahahahaha, so I actually did have all the necessary equipment for changing the tire hidden away in the trunk. I wouldn't have been able to do it in the dark though, never having done it before. Now, however? I am a fucking tire-changing WIZARD. Be pwned by my prowess, bitches.

Unfortunately, since the spare's a compact, I have to ride to work with NSUG. >_>

Current Mood: sore
Current Music: Welcoming - Danny Elfman

Stopped by the grocery store on my way home from work. Came out, and my left front tire was completely flat. Completely. Can't drive on it at all. I have a spare, but not the tools to put it on myself, and especially not in the dark when I've never done it before. And of course it's freaking midnight. The store is closed. There's no one around. Lesboy won't pick up the damn phone even though he probably only went to bed five minutes earlier because he usually stays up to watch South Park. I don't know the numbers of anyone else who might still be awake. So what do I do? Steal a grocery cart and walk home, in 29° weather, with no jacket, PAST SKUNKS. D: Thank God I'd noticed a footpath from the apartments to the highway a few months ago, or it would have taken me at least twice as long.

And now I'll have to buy at least one new tire in addition to new shocks and new brake pads. Dammit, Sei. The wheel may be damaged, too. And the tires have to be special ordered, and I know the tire store guys are gonna give me the hard sell for snow tires, even though they're a total waste of money.

I still can't feel my fingers. x_x