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I may or may not have spent the weekend at home with my fuzzfaces.

The last couple of days have been interesting. I woke up because I had to barf at early o'clock Sunday morning, shouted at my doctor Monday morning, and got back to campus in time to discover my class was canceled.

Now I just need a snow day.

Spring break in 2 weeks, ya'll! I've got a 6 page paper to write before then for a class where I don't take notes or do the readings. I am good at BSing, though.

My sister will be in Florida, I will be chez moi, playing with puppies and watching Jeopardy with my mommy. Yeah, I am that awesome.

Saturday, it was nice, so I sat outside to finish Maximum City (good book, but he's so blase about meeting SRK! And Hrithik and and and!) and had Wickett claim my lap. Mom looked out the window and thought he was quite ridiculous looking.

Mikey was jealous, as is his wont.

Dixie sat in the sun, rolled on her back, and enjoyed life, as is her wont.

Wickett let me pet him then yelled when I moved because he is a silly little brat and I miss him.

I have plenty of time to post.

On both my blogs.

And I don't mean a couple sentences, I mean, long rambling outpourings of my soul.

But I haven't felt like it this week - right now, I can't sleep. I have English at 9:10 and French at 11:20, then a bike ride to the nearest pharmacy and then Law & Order, homework, laundry, nothing until Tuesday.

Maybe this weekend I'll catch up with Pluggers. ::shudder::

Let me just say this - I love college, I truly do.

I love being around people my own age, people who want to learn, I'm not even that homesick - I think the times I cried or almost cried were from fear of the unknown and frustration.

By Wednesday, I'd gone to all my classes, so that was pretty much gone.

I've made a big decision - at least for this semester. I applied for a job earlier this month upon seeing that my predicted money included $700 from work-study, but I couldn't figure out if I am indeed, work-study. I don't need the money - my books, classes, meal plan, and dorm are paid off for this semester. And I'll get the other half of my scholarships, grants, and financial aid in January.

Now, next year, when I've been kicked off the honors program and lost my juicy scholarship, then I'll need a job.

I know I can do the job, and I also know I have the time to do it, but, as I told my ACAD professor, I don't have the emotional time. He understood, and I'm not even sure what I mean.

You have to take a test over the training and paper accompanying the training. I studied Monday, cried a bit, called my Mom, studied some more, stopped crying and felt better, got the test, and blanked. I probably would have passed, especially since, according to the guy next to me who took it Sunday, they make you redo it until you get the 70% needed to pass - they're desperate.

I filled out what I could, then spoke to my (future former) boss. I'd been on the payroll since Thursday, but hadn't worked any hours. (He called me at 4 something last Thursday after moving in and said I could come in then and get started. I said no, then worried this would be an absence I'd have to make up! It wasn't. I couldn't, even if I'd wanted - no sleep Wednesday night, I was going on adrenaline and nerves.)


I told him I'd been out of circulation for more than a year and that I'd taken too much on, and couldn't do it now.He understood and was very nice about it. He said it was better to leave the job now, before my grades can be affected, rather than at midterms or something.

He also said that he knew I could do this job, or I wouldn't have applied. He wants me to call him next week after I'm settled, and let him know for sure then. I'll have a job waiting for me.

When I applied, I got the feeling I wouldn't get it because it was so late, and so many people had already applied, I had a snowball's chance in hell, etc. That's not entirely true. Sure, those of us called back for training were not guaranteed the job until we passed the test, but why was I on the payroll before taking the tests, hmm? They are desperate. The more people calling, the more chances for money to come in. I mean, last year they had a 500% turnover!

I may apply for it in January or next summer, who knows? But now is not the right time.

I've never had a job before, and I haven't been in school consistently since August? September? of 2005. Sure, I was still getting my Shelby County education, but I was in my pjs, in pain, and merrily isolated.

I called Becky Monday to say I was thinking about quitting. (The job was the one thing to push me past "almost crying" into red eyed leaking.) She said I couldn't, because she'd cried the first 2 weeks of her job, and mom wouldn't let her quit, so why should I?

But Becky and I aren't identical, and we haven't had identical lives. (She got on yearbook her junior year, I didn't get on it, even after applying...) She started her job this April, during the school year. When she started school the 13th, the job was not new. And neither was school. The classes, work, and teachers were, but still.

So that's it.

Also, we were freezing during orientation and move-in, but yesterday, I was soaked in sweat during class, and the teacher said it's normally cold enough for a blanket!

I love school, but I haven't had a full week of it. Check back in a week to see if I've run away to Canada or Iceland or Tierra del Fuego. Kidding! I'm doing well in French and Math, as soon as the facts come in, I know them, and the other 3 involve a lot of writing and thinking, and despite what this blog may lead you to believe, I'm a damn good writer. And thinker.

I must apologize for the long links list.

The 'Interesting Websites' one in particular.

Blogs are personal websites, and mine is a particularly dull one that has few visitors.

So it's mostly here for my enjoyment.

It's also useful.

With the high speed internet, we got rid of Compuserve, which meant I lost every favorite I had there. I don't want to have another favorites list here, I'm not sure why really, it doesn't matter.

So the links lists act as my favorites - especially since I'll be switching computers in less than a month. It's nice to have them saved online, where I can always find them.

I started before we got rid of Compuserve, because Compuserve got a little weird, and had to be reinstalled or something, so we lost all our favorites and Becky lost her the user account she was using at the time, though it still existed - she had to log on as a guest to get it.

Becky's favorites are saved to her desktop - she can just click on an icon and instantly be at MySpace! She's too worried about what her idiot friends might do, though, so she's not always logged in. It's usually one guy who's not really her friend, he just hangs out with everyone. he got a number from her cell and harassed this girl, one of Becky's coworkers. So she's keeping herself logged out.

That's it.

I think the links provide a short picture of my interests, but then, so does everybody's.

I will try to get new pictures of the dogs.

Especially after Dixie's haircut!

Becky broke our old one while taking pictures, and our new one has lots of fiddly settings, especially for what kind of light the picture is in, and I don't understand it at all.

I just want bright flash, or no flash.

I hope to get it sorted out, I mean, I'm from the computer generation! I'm supposed to know how to build one of those things.

I swear, they think because you don't hunt and peck to type and you can find the close button on a window, you're an expert!

I'm not!

My blog's rating.

But I started it when I was 17!

And I like cussing online, I don't do it in real life, unless really pissed.

My favorite part is this:

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

• pain (11x)
• hell (6x)
• pissed (4x)
• dead (2x)
• abortion (1x)

Pain is a bad word? Or is the occurance of the word a sign I like to inflict pain on others or myself?

Crazy.

Saw this here - I can't believe my blog is filthier than his!

Now this one is a spam blog?

Gah!

In answer to Violet's questions -

Yes, I've been in pain, and yes, it has been too nice outside.

First, my doctor decided to increase my Lyrica week by week about 2 and a half weeks ago.

I started on the 15th. I was taking 300mgs a day (100mgs 3 times a day) and he wanted me to add an extra pill each week. I started by adding it to the evening slot. That Tuesday night, I was exhausted, and fell asleep around seven something that night and didn't wake up until Wednesday morning. I was very sick that morning - dizzy, nauseous, and my vision got blurred. The third was the scariest, as you can imagine.

My mom called my dad and made him come over until she decided that he'd check my sister out, because she wanted someone with me.

I got better and better until last Sunday, when it was time to add the next pill. I took it in the morning, and was fine until 5 o'clock that afternoon, when I got incredibly overheated (in shorts and a t-shirt), nauseous, and dizzy. Only this time, I threw up. I was asleep by 6 and did not wake up until 8:30 the next morning, when my mom came up to check on me.

I increased the Lyrica to stop the pain. It did not do that, and Monday, I was told to decrease the Lyrica until I stopped it. I took 2 Tuesday and Wednesday and just one on Thursday. I came off of it okay.

Wednesday, the doctor decided to try to just take care of the pain since I wasn't responding to nerve medication or my usual pain medication.

Wednesday night, I started wearing a fentanyl patch. I ran out of pain pills on Thursday, I was in horrible pain on Friday and it did not go away until yesterday, late in the morning. And even then it still cycled through. Friday, the doctor said I was to wear 2 patches at once.

I'm pain free and not even particularly cloudy right now. It's great.

So I haven't had the mental energy to do this, and Friday I realized I forgot the video.

And the dogs have been really ugly.

And yesterday, mom made me go to yard sales and then we rode bikes around town (don't eat hot shrimp when you're overheated - very sick to my stomach until we got home) and then I fell asleep for an hour watching the Cubs kick some Cardinal feathers.

It's been very nice outside, and we have a swing now to replace the trampoline.

I haven't had the desire to write, and when I have, I haven't had anything to say.

My Hundredth Post!

And 93 came in the months of January, February, and March. I am a posting fiend!

To mark this occasion, I have made two new blogs: Spicy Spam and Plug It Up.

The first is just a collection of bizarre spam subjects, not original, but I wanted to and no one can stop me!

The second I said I'd do, and here it is. I'm so cool.

You probably shouldn't mark your centennial by saying, "Woot! 100 posts!" but it is 4:45 in the morning and the creative part of my brain is sleeping.

100 posts! I can't believe I've kept it up this long. It was my unofficial New Year's Resolution you know, pick up the blog again. I've been told since I was 8 that I am a talented writer, and now I am merrily disproving all those teachers, parents, and relatives with 100 posts of sheer nonsense.

Called the Army.

1-800-USA-ARMY ext 181, if you're curious.

The lady there gave me the number of the local place, and I called them.

The person who answered the phone said the lady who called me wasn't there, and asked what I've been doing since I graduated.

I told her about the scholarship and my poor health.

She started to say that the reserves pay for 100% of your tuition, but I politely stoppped her.

She asked for a number where I could be reached and I said I'd like to not be reached, since the military is completely out of my plans. She said she'd cross my name off the list of graduates from my high school who took the ASVAB. That was incredibly nice of her.

Something cool I can do with this blog!

I'm sure you've noticed the jumbled up list of links to the right side, under the archives and subjects. First I had them in a certain order by what they were, but that got hard, and now I found out I can make more than one collection of links!

Yes, it's a simple revelation, but it's making my day.

In other blogger news, who has trouble with visual verification when responding to posts?

When I do it at other blogs that require visual verification, I have no problem. It is only with blogger blogs that I have this problem. And I know I'm not alone.

You type in your comment, you type in the gibberish, and, if you're not already logged in, you type in your e-mail and password and click 'publish your comment'.

And then you get an error message, saying type the words in the visual verification box exactly as they appear. And you're still not logged in, you have to type in your password again.

I think the most I've had to do it is 3 times, but last night, I made a comment at a blogger blog and it went straight through the first time. What gives?

Wok Like an Egyptian

Sorry for the downtime, if anybody cared. I've just been screwing around, some lousy health type things have happened since I last posted, and I'll get around to them sooner or later, I'm sure.

Also, I want to post about more than health and play with this blogger 2.0 or whatever it is.