anonemouse

I'm just so afraid that if I make a fuss, they'll intentionally screw something up and delay me even longer. I am seriously thinking of just calling the office manager up and begging her to try to find me an earlier appointment. The problem is that the surgeon is on maternity leave until sometime in July. At this point, I don't care if they have to sqeeze me in somewhere, I just want to be banded!

People who have obnoxious ringtones on their cellphones. I was eating lunch with my mom a few days ago and someone's cellphone went off while they were at the salad bar in the other room. It was the most obnoxious ringtone EVER. And then both the girl and her mom sat there and played with their cellphones the entire time they were there, changing the ringtones and crap. When will people learn that a restaurant is not the proper place to do that?! I wanted DerickM's poo-flinging monkeys.

I really want my feet to shrink when I get banded. I don't care if the get smaller length-wise, as long as they get narrower. It makes it hell to find pretty shoes that don't make my feet look like squished sausages.

You definitely have a point there, boh.

There really are great people out there.

Is anyone else seeing this, or am I just special? The reserved ad spots on the left have little spray-painted numbers on them. And they change every time I refresh!

I just want to be banded before August 2nd. I have to change insurance policies then, and if they schedule me after that date, I'll have to have all my stuff resubmitted to insurance. Right now, they have me meeting with the surgeon on August 1st, which means that I will be banded after the 2nd.

You guys might get a kick out of this. I gave my students one last assignment, which counted for 40% of their last quiz grade. All they had to do was write about their favorite non-local animal. I wanted them to give me the common name of the animal, the scientific name, and a picture of it. I also wanted them to write a paragraph describing the animal, its habitat, and any special physical or behavioral adaptations that the species has. What did I get? A few good papers and a whole lot of crap, that's what. Would a bunny rabbit or a Siberian Husky or a Guinea pig be your first thought when someone mentions "non-local animal?" Several of my students didn't even bother to disguise the fact that they copied and pasted the material. One even left the phonetic spelling of the common name and a bright blue link in the paragraph. I expected a hell of a lot better from college students.

Heard today from the surgeon's office manager. Right now, I have an appointment to meet the surgeon on August 1st, but she's going to try to get me in earlier. I hope she does, because I don't want to have to go through resending my stuff to insurance when I change policies on August 2nd.

Well, I just got a voicemail from my mom. She said that my brother's girlfriend called her today and confirmed that she did have a miscarriage.

Actually, I was referring to the smoke smell. You know, not the smell you get when you are right next to a smoker, but the stench that you can smell across the room. I don't know if they are just particularly heavy smokers or if they just don't bother to bathe and wash their clothes, but it is stomach-turning to me. Those people literally make me sick. I get nauseated, my throat hurts, and I get headaches, along with my asthma acting up.

Holy crap! What quack filled it that much?

Thanks, Sarah. I'll try to post an update when I find out whether or not she miscarried.

To be honest, I've had a bad taste in my mouth about Mormons ever since my former roommate got married (and subsequently divorced). She married into a Mormon family. She converted to LDS when they were first dating, just so that she could date him. The guy came from a large family. The family was very disfunctional, which stemmed (in my view, at least) from the controlling aspect of the religion. In my experience, the more you try to control someone, the more they try to break free. Anyway, the guy was the most immature boy I have ever met. He went straight from living with Mommy and Daddy to living with his new wife. He was very conflicted about his beliefs, and he rebelled against them pretty much any time he was with my friend. I think this conflict made him very passive-aggressive, depressed, etc. He expected my friend to wait on him for everything, even when they weren't yet married. She did his laundry. She made him meals. He made her get up to get him refills of meals and drinks. I could go on and on, but I think you get the picture. He was raised to believe that men are waited on hand and foot by women. He was the ultimate mamma's boy. Unfortunately, he never got the teaching that men are supposed to support their families. Once they were married, he moved in with my friend and refused to do house work, refused to go back to college (he was maybe a year away from graduating), and refused to get a job. He just sat there and played video games and played on the computer. Obviously, it wasn't a huge shock when my friend separated from him after 6 months and was officially divorced from him the day before their first anniversary.

I'm glad that you are doing better, Carlene!

I'm pissed off for you. That's sickening behavior. Unless I get an amazing job or grad school offer, there is absolutely no way I will ever go live in Utah. Heck, that state may even be higher than Texas on my "no way in HELL" list.

That's the latest update that I've gotten from my surgeon's office about a date for my surgery. My surgeon is on maternity leave until then, but they are going to try to get me in before the end of July. The scheduling department still hasn't called me, but I'll be patient.

I don't think they are completely certain whether my brother's girlfriend miscarried or not. They sent her home, which I am not sure they would if she had miscarried.

I hate saying this, but it may be for the best. My brother's girlfriend just started a new job the same day she found out she was pregnant. My brother's not at the best point in his career that he could be. He's trying to sell the house that he owns with his ex-girlfriend (he and the current one just met this January). He's also been interviewing for a better job.

My brother's girlfriend probably miscarried today. I don't know all the details, but she spent most of the day at one of the hospitals in Memphis. I don't know what's going to happen now. They were going to get married this summer, but I don't know if that will still happen.

Why should I be denied access to areas open to the public, just because I have asthma, something that is beyond my control? Like other people, I have no problem with places having closed-off smoking lounges, but I would like to go out and have fun with my friends and still be able to breathe (literally).

I personally don't think that strippers are lacking in the self-respect department. I mean, heck, if I had a wonderful body and could make lots of money off of it, I'd flaunt it, too. If that is what someone likes to do, who are we to tell them that they have no self-respect?

I want to get your opinions on something. How would you approach the topic of body odor with a smoker? I haven't had the experience of having a super-stinky smoking student in one of the classes I teach yet, but I know it is inevitable. When I was taking a class a few years ago, there was a super-stinky smoker it it. Even though I sat several rows away from her, I could still smell her the instant she walked in the room. I always felt so sorry for the people that sat around her. I don't want to inflict something like that on my own students. How would you guys approach the topic with someone like that? I wouldn't want to offend them, but I would have to think of myself and my other students.

But the thing is, you drinking has no affect on my health, unless you drink and drive.

To be honest, the only thing about the girl that bugs me is her reflection. If you look carefully at the blue stripe to the right of her, there is a faint reflection of her. It drives me bonkers. I can't even look at her. (Yes, I'm the type of person that has to straighten pictures if they're even 1/4 inch off-level.) Otherwise, I'm very happy with the skin.