Oh, and a bit more

For those of you that poo-poo the mystical side, you can skip past

I've noticed that having my sister back in the house has made me psychically stronger again. The deck of cards I got to replace my stolen decks three years ago, I've finally pulled out and started reading. And it's flowing. I believe she's gotten stronger again too. A few weeks ago she got mentally side-swiped so to say. She had her first visit from an old friend she lost many years ago to senseless violence, telling her she was glad she was back in Texas. Then a few weeks later, had a full-on channelling like she hadn't had in years. Perhaps the strega blood is magnified in close proximity?

Look who it is?

I think I might actually have time for a decent update here. I started a job this Friday, working partially for a lawyer, and partially for a webfirm. It’s a new business venture, so it’s all up in the air as to who really owns my soul at this point. I’m going to go in and tackle the start up accounting books, and act as office manager to the new place. We agreed I could work three days a week around my school schedule, but it seems that’s not happening this semester. They financial aid office is requesting the same piece of paper I have now turned in two additional times, in my paranoid brain, as a stalling tactic for actually completing the file. Perhaps it’s supposed to be this way – to have me wait until later in the semester, or even spring.

Physically, I can say I’m feeling better than I have in perhaps six months. I’ve bloated up thanks to the prednisone, and I’m nauseous and cranky do to that and the methotrexate, but I don’t have the constant old-lady pain. Some of the joints still ache, but like not continuously, and not the point where I want to cry most of the day. It’s there, but not running my life, if that makes sense.

Amy is in a dilema at the moment. They messed up her 6th grade schedule, and this next week she will either have to drop TAG or band. The counselor assured us that if she drops TAG, she’ll be eligible still for next year. It looks like her decision is to stay with band, because, and this was so wonderful, her band teacher from elementary school has moved up also.

Brody is still sounding very nasal, but the snoring is 100% gone. I’m waking up to him grinding his teeth though. I don’t remember him doing that before, but maybe I just couldn’t hear over his snoring. I guess it’s time for his next dentist appt, though it won’t be where I took Amy.

For more good news, I finally received, signed, had notorized, and returned the waiver for the car accident settlement. And I found out on Friday that I was approved for unemployment! I’ll only have about two weeks worth coming, but every bit helps.

I think I may have mentioned that the computer at the house is completely, and finally dead. As soon as I can, I plan on hunting down a decent used one, to get back online and fuctioning at the house.

 

Hello again my friends

Still logging in from the library. I have one interview tomorrow, but my financial aid is still hanging. Now for the good/maybegood news. The rheumatologist is not calling it lupus right now, due to the negative ANA. He is saying rheumatoid arthritis, and the good part is that the treatment is similiar, so I’ll still be feeling better soon. I do a two-week steriod stint, along with methotrexate and folic acid. We did another vial of blood, and some baseline x-rays. Now we have to hold our breath to make sure I can keep getting my medicine when my insurance runs out the end of this month.

 

Hi kats and kittens

Five resumes sent. New student orientation complete. Lease on my dinky 2 bedroom renewed until a 3 comes open.

*breathe*

Oh, and one email requesting an interview already

Tonight I drink; tomorrow I plan

Yes, boys and girls, that was my thoughts last night. And as I sit here with most of my hangover gone, I can share with you the sad news of the week. They fired me yesterday. Fuckers. We all saw it coming, so I was not surprised at all. Even though it was expected, I felt a drunken night was in order, and yes, my friends, I did it well. A six pack to myself, and for nostalgia’s sake, half a bottle of Strawberry Hill! I wanted to pretend we were back in high school.

So here I sit at the library, since yes, the computer is quite dead still. I’m headed to campus tomorrow to make sure all is in order for me to start this month. Wish me luck!

Hi again!

I’ve killed the computer once more, and this time I can’t even blame it on Mercury. How about a cracked motherboard? So as I contemplate whether I should bother fixing it, or just replacing the box, I’m stranded!