misfitmonkey

WOW… did I ever fall of the wagon.

Yesterday, I dragged myself to Curves after work, because I hadn’t been there to work out in so long that they sent me a postcard. (Ouch.)

I knew that getting back on that circuit of machines was going to be bitch after several weeks (probably almost two months) away, but what I hadn’t really prepared myself for was the weigh-in and measurement.

The overview: From January to April-ish, I lost 15 pounds. Since the time I stopped going to Curves and fell off the healthy eating bandwagon, I have gained 20 pounds.

That’s right. I’m five pounds heavier than when I started on this journey around New Year’s. SHAME. ON. ME. Not only shame on me, but I’ve also developed some health issues that I believe are very likely the direct result of my shitty eating and absurdly low physical activity level. I’m honestly afraid I’ve thrown myself into Type II Diabetes or something along those lines (I’ll hopefully be finding out next week at the doctor).

Two things have prompted immediately self-intervention:

1. That weigh-in was a kick in the gut, plus I’ve gained 1/2 - 1 inch on each of my body measurements. FUCK.

2. Hearing myself explain to Dianah that I hid from my husband in the bathroom the other morning to eat mint chocolate chip ice cream for breakfast was a bit eye-opening. WTF.

So.

Shit shit shit. Excuse my language, but seriously… shit. I am trying to get back on track as of this week. Please just slap me in my gluttonous face if you catch me (in person or on any social sites, etc.) eating bad things or skipping workouts. I will NOT finish this year off heavier than when I started when my ONLY goal this year was to get myself in better shape physically. Enough is enough.

Last Thursday, I finally went to an allergist after two months straight of being sick, having a constant hacking cough that was allowing me only about twenty minutes of sleep at a time before I would wake up in a panicked choking state.

Things that are not fun about allergy testing:

-What the crap do they make those little pricking sticks with? They hurt worse than… (50 of them)

-The needles that come after the prick sticks (about 16 of those).

-Finding out you definitely have severe allergies, after 28 years without them. (Severe dust being the worst, severe mold being second, and mild dog/cat being added bonuses.)

-Finding out that you’re allergic to the mold at work that has not been cleaned up, despite many people having allergy/illness symptoms, and this is the reason you’ve been so severely sick for two months. (I have already sent a lengthy email about this issue to the appropriate people.)

-Finding out that you might have asthma if your hacking cough doesn’t go away with…

-Steroids. Lots of steroids for the next week (and I get very ill and very constantly agitated on steroids) to get rid of the two month cough.

-Leaving with prescriptions for two nasal sprays, eye drops, and supplies for giving one’s self twice weekly shots. (Total at the pharmacy, after insurance, not including the needles they had to order: $102.00.)

-Learning to give yourself shots of you’re-not-even-sure-what, one in each arm twice per week.

-Itching like mad from all the needle/stick pricks the entire way home.

-Being told by allergist that stat care doctor was an idiot when he sent me home with a whole bunch of antibiotic crap and several diagnoses that all added up to these allergies two months ago. (Remember that?)

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BUT. (There is a BUT!)

I have not woken in a choking/coughing fit for two days, and while I might be cranky and horribly upset to my stomach, I can breathe… finally. I gave myself the shots today for the first time and it was totally fine, and the steroids are done in a couple days, and I can live with all of this if it means I won’t be as sick as I have been lately.

Lesson to myself for the future: Go to the damn doctor SOONER. Why can’t I get that through my head?

Blizzard, you make me really really mad. This video is in response to the following threads:

Thread, thread, and thread.

Etc., etc...

LISTEN, Blizzard. Your Mac support forums are total crap. :(

and I totally don't feel comfortable using iMovie 6. I want iMovie 7 back! Why is it broken? Can anyone help me? :(

I haven't filmed a video in like a week because I have a weird thing with staying in sequence and I feel like I'm stalled until I finish the videos I was TRYING to make when iMovie took a random crap and stopped working.

So sad. :(

Help.

Stop inviting me to use stupid Facebook apps that have been duplicated ten times over so that each one of you has a slightly different version of the vampire/werewolf/zombie app that would require my having twenty useless apps that don't do anything cool and turn my profile into a gigantic mess of bad graphics and "chomped!" jokes.

I'm talking to YOU. The next person to invite me to a zombie group gets slapped in their face with my strongest non-lethal slap. :|

OMG, someone please help me. The backup dvd discs I made on the laptop before taking it in are full of zip files, to save space, and Vista doesn't want to open them. It copied the 4GB music folder over slowly and showed it as 4GB folder, but then when I tried to unzip... it says the folder is empty.

Someone help! Otherwise I've lost EVERYTHING I had on my other laptop. I can't even breathe when I consider the possibility. Eek.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... no they DIDN'T.

I am never buying another thing that requires a warranty from Best Buy EVER AGAIN. Also, after all of my loyalty to HP because of how much I loved my iPaq Pocket PC, I am now fairly certain I will be thinking VERY carefully before purchasing another HP product.

This morning I call to see if Lappy is in. Lappy is not, but UPS packages haven't arrived for the day and guy says it should definitely be among them around 3 pm. Go to store, different guy is a giant chode and tells me it's not there and that he's never seen a tracking number like the one on my ticket ever. I make a scene (which is unusual for me with customer service people in a store), swear at him, and leave.

Jim suggests I call HP myself and find out where the package is, since it was due (according to HP) by the 14th. After five transfers, three of which landed me in India, I get a tracking number and confirmation that my package was DELIVERED YESTERDAY to a nearby Best Buy hub-type service center at 10:13 AM.

WHAT.

Now the manager of the Best Buy store here in Canton is telling me that it was sent there by mistake, that they send shuttles from that location on Tues and Thurs, and that if they didn't know to load it in the truck for tomorrow, I may not even get it TOMORROW.

I am currently on hold because I found that to be unacceptable.

*LATER*

Ohmygod. I finally got off the phone with the Services Manager, after telling him that if my laptop isn't in my hands at some point tomorrow that I will be beyond livid and IN the store with my lividness. I can't even talk about it anymore.

God, August 1st was long... took Kate to airport, drove around for work and was not NOT happy about it, rant about tailgaters, Viddler iPhone giveaway, DSL took a crap, and random music as always.

I am spitting mad at my laptop right now. Yesterday it just suddenly stopped recognizing the wireless card. I found this thread about the issue:

http://forums.techguy.org/windows-nt-2000-xp/551927-wireless-connection-disappeared-please-help.html

And I tried the whole business of unplugging and taking out the battery and holding the power button down and VOILA, it worked. Yay, right?

Wrong.

This morning I got up and no wireless card detected. Tried the trick again and now it's not fixing anything. Call HP support and some stupid idiot who can't speak English and asks me to repeat every single thing I say four times won't help me until I find a screwdriver and take the card out and put it back in again to see if that helps. After the reading I've done, I'm pretty sure it's a hardware problem and I'll need to either have HP fix it or take it to Best Buy, and Best Buy estimated TWO WEEKS turn around time for a hardware fix, which means I would be royally screwed for a couple weeks and unable to play WoW because the disc drives on the desktop took a shit and I can't upgrade the WoW install to BC on the desktop so it won't let me play.

Also, the idea of being without my laptop for any amount of time makes me incredibly cranky. INCREDIBLY. I want it to just be an easy fix, and my gut is telling me that it won't be. It won't be at all...

*goes to find beer*

Yeah, so here's a link to the plans for the new iPhone:

http://www.apple.com/pr/library/2007/06/26plans.html (chart HERE)

Hmmm... free unlimited data? And that includes the full internet, not the mobile internet?

Hmmm... what would I have to pay to have unlimited data plan added to my data-less plan with Jim? It's call PDA Data Connect, and for unlimited data usage like the usage being given for FREE to iPhone users, I would have to pay an additional $39 per month.

When Jim and I got a phone plan together and I got my 8125 last year, I opted out of the data package BECAUSE of the price, and because the phone has wifi, so at Panera I can still hop on the web if I want to. It's one of those things I'd love to have on my phone, but simply couldn't justify the additional $39 per month.

And now, AT&T is just giving unlimited FULL internet away to anyone willing to spend $500 on a new phone. I pay over $60 for my half of our minimal phone plan and get ZERO internet. WHAT. THE. FARK. With this happy little feature being offered to iPhone users as of Friday, there'd better be better options for people who already have a $300 phone and are existing customers, or I will be hella gone from AT&T when my contract is up.

So mad.

OHHHHHHHHHHH, no they DIDN'T.

I am officially pissed at the iPhone and AT&T and Apple. Ohhhhh, I am pissed.

More later.

I'm so incredibly disgusted by the latest post on the socialwork community LJ.

http://community.livejournal.com/socialwork/512636.html?view=3124092&style=mine#t3124092

I won't even post the callously unamusing pictures here to demonstrate. Apparently some people don't like the cat pictures (im in ur whatever doing whateverz, etc.) so they're combatting them by making bum pictures with the same kind of messages? I'm angry that something as thoughtless and completely not in line with social work would be posted in a social work community and that that post now represents the social work community by being there.

It's heartening to see that almost everyone else in the community felt the same way that I did, but I really hope that they take the post down. I'm ashamed to have something so completely NOT funny posted in a social work community of all places.

To explain about the badly transmitted cell text post earlier:

After setting out and driving for 5 hours today toward Rob and copperbeech's place (after Jim gave my car the once over and I packed up all my fun vacation belongings), my car died when I was five hours from home, nearly 4 hours from my first destination and 5 hours from my mother and the kids at the condo. Now I am waiting on Jim to come get me, and I'm in my car since the nearest (and only) available waiting place closed at 8:30.

What's really amazing is that I'm in the middle of nowhere, in Bland (real name of town), Virginia, and they don't have anything around here open past 8:30, but I'm sitting in my dead car getting county-wide wireless. Eh?

Oh, and by dead, I don't mean "until I get it fixed and it'll be uber expensive." I mean it's dead like melted on parts of the engine, rotten radiator, warped head on my head gasket, radiator spits out everything they put in it to try and help start it. They didn't even try to rip me off with fees, they just looked and me and said, "um... your car is SERIOUSLY fried. It's done. Forever."

So, I've spent maybe $40 on audiobooks for my twenty hours of driving, $20 on shorts because I didn't have any, $35 on my first fill-up a few hours in, $60 on towing my dead car to a NAPA Auto Parts, and $5 on the dinner of Spicy Doritos and Nutter Bars that finished eating before I was kicked back out of the gas station and back into my car. All for a vacation that is now over. I could have saved all of that money if I'd made the responsible decision to opt out of a vacation I shouldn't have taken while unemployed and in need of the cushion of a couple hundred bucks to keep me feeling financial safe. Now I feel financially panicked, car-less, and awful for ending up in a situation where my fiance has to drive 5 hours to clean up yet another mess in my life.

So. Turns out that my spontaneous trip to North Carolina was a REALLY bad idea, because I am now sitting by the road in a dead car, 20 miles north of Wytheville, VA. Have been here for over an hour and am completely stranded. Clearly a great decision, Me. Way to go.

Don't worry, folks.

Don't worry, there won't be any spoilers and the entry won't be a long one full of speculation, because all I have to say, ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS...

WHAT. THE. HELL.

*speechless*

I... um... $&%@@#&.

Birkhead is the father of Anna Nicole Smith's already doomed child.

NOW EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT IT. Can we be done with that?

MySpace group for women who don't think feminine products should be taxed?

Okay, I really just think that's stupid.  Whine, whine, I bleed from my vagina and I have to pay tax when I buy my tampons and it's oppressing me!  If you'd spend more wisely, maybe picking up a set of cloth pads or a menstrual cup, you'd spend a shitload less, not to mention you'd help the environment in the process, and I'm really not against taxing those longer lasting methods either.  It's not like manufacturers purposefully made taxable tampons to keep women down, for christ's sake... it's simple economics.  Get over it.

Also, just because I feel it's important to mention anytime I mention MySpace, I hate the fuck out of MySpace, and everyone should stop naming themselves bUtt3rfly or MysteryDouche2343 so that I can have some idea of who the FUCK you are when I look at my friends in my profile.  Facebook pawns the fuck out of MySpace.

/rant