Just Stop

By far, this morning’s class is the most annoying I’ve taken in 14+ years of my post-secondary career. It’s a computer lab for PhotoShop and there’s about a half-dozen people that would rather play a LAN-based war game.

Loudly.

I’ve gotten a major headache in each class for about a month now and it’s getting friggin’ annoying having to be in this room.

I usually leave for about an hour or so every week because of the noise.

Including today, 3 weeks to go… just please stop the noise already!!

Worry

Today was an official 'worry day' for me. To start, my daughter was going to a party at a local lake this afternoon.

Yeah, I know. I could worry a little bit about my daughter goofing around by the lakeside, but she's 5 years old and hasn't learned how to swim yet.

So I worried.

My wife, working today, also called home to let me know her shifts were cut drastically for September. She has 4 shifts for the entire month. She's been working a minimum of 2 shifts a week for about 4 months now, so this comes as a bit of a surprise.

I mentioned briefly in a previous post that my wife is in line for one of my old jobs. She still is, but now I worry that "higher ups" have talked and have decided to ostracize her because of how they feel (felt?) about me. Her other semi-regular on-call work hasn't materialized yet either and she usually knows about it by mid-August.

So I worry.

Tomorrow marks my final payment from the government since I left work. I thought it was being paid until October, but it turns out my eligibility runs out in October --the money goes bye-bye tomorrow.

And I worry.

We had a meeting at the bank over a week ago. We were looking for a student line of credit or something along those lines as we head into very lean months ahead. I was hoping for a home equity loan, but so far everything's fallen through because of our lack of income.

So I'm worried.

What I need to do now is find that level of faith I had back in November. I need to remember that everything's going to turn out fine as long as I continue to believe.

Can I be faithful and worry too?

Size Matters

Thursday afternoon erupted into another geek-fest.

The debate this time? Which is the best joystick ever made for game consoles.

Some debated that the latest "dual-shox" pad with rotator ball, mini-wheel, 12-button capabilities is THE best (which is it's THE latest), I argued that it's been a downhill snowball for years.

The Atari 2600 joystick was the best, bar none. You could jumpy out of a plane, drive a car, grab a gun and shoot a Nazi with it all by doing one thing:

Push a button.

As the debate raged, we then discussed one classmates latest "joystick acquisition" and how big and manly it is. The one woman in class, all alone against the tyranny of 17 guys, quickly responded:

"It's not that big."

Quote of the year, that.

Heart Attack Man

So I got a bill form school today: $4,236.00.


After I picked myself off the floor I was in contact immediately to figure out how I could possibly owe this much by September 1st when my student loan covers all my tuition.

It took a little while, but I finally got an answer back.

It's for NEXT semester. They just want the tuition paid a month before the semester begins...

I knew there was an October due date for tuition, but hadn't heard anything about a September date. Maybe they should let people know about that so they're a bit more on the ball with getting their loan applications submitted on time.

I have mine in, but good God, it would've been nice to know about this due date ahead of time!!!

And this, right after I had a visit with the doctor --annual check-up, nothing to worry about (yet).

Cry Me A River

Here's post #3...

I may have mentioned this before, but I tend to get emotional when I'm ill.

I'm sick right now, but it's not like I'm throwing up. It's like the illness I had at the beginning of July. I'm wiped out, sweaty (bad, bad sweaty) and dehydrated.

Whatever the reason, I cry at the easiest things when I feel like this. So, tonight I refused to watch Cold Case (I knew that would do it), but my wife put on Extreme Makeover Home Edition instead. Yup, I was a goner.

Even worse, I just finished watching all I could stand of 'Deep Impact.' I've felt like blubbering about half a dozen times already.

So sad...

Where Have You Gone

Crap. That was my first post for August.

What happened?

Well, busy with school and busy with other distractions, the blog has ended up in a low-priority state for the past few months.

Hopefully inspiration strikes soon.

But today you get 3 posts....

Doctor Doctor

Report on the news last night... my old doctor is now officially a fugitive: wanted by the police in regard to the death of one his patients. It's believed he's in Scotland and still practising medicine.

He hasn't been my doctor since 1990. I was sick and tired of his "diagnosis" of my mystery illness and convinced a urologist I had Lupus.

I was severely dehydrated.

Throw up for 2-3 days and then not drink or eat anything for a week and see how you do.

Lupus.

Y'know, when a 17 year-old male wants to switch doctors there's a sign as to how bad the doctor is.

I like it when I'm right. Even if it took 15 years.