I'm too bloody old for school!

I've gone from 'w00t! Classes are starting soon!' to 'ZOMFG, I've got 17 hours worth of classes starting NEXT WEEK!!!1!' And I need to write a nice thank-you note to Gov. Grnaholm for No Worker Left Behind, because my books cost over $800!

Augghhh!

WTF is up with the bugs around here? I just 'killed' a mutant mosquito-looking thing that CAME BACK FROM THE DEAD a minute ago. Nearly had a heart attack! Now I need some ativan. Hate, hate, HATE bugs.

I really need a laugh

Right now, we have no car. We will have no car until my parents get the money together to fix it, since they're only lending it to us. So. Not only are we stuck here, because the bus system SUCKS and i really, really can't walk all that far, but Grandma and Janie are stuck here, runnning out of food and going stir crazy. And I have a migraine.

But, Martin's working, at least for awhile. So, yay.

I honestly think I may throw up

I just finished Cory Doctrow's excellent book Little Brother, which is available under the Creative Commons License, and it is the scariest book I've read in years.

Imagine you're a 17-year old kid, a 1337 hacker in the near future. Imagine you're playing an Alternate Reality Game, hunting a jammed wifi hotspot when a terrorist attack occurs. Then imagine being grabbed by Homeland Security and being held as a suspect, subject to "intense questioning." What would you do? How would the experience change you?

Think 1984, only with wifi and RFID (arphid) chips. Think about it, read the book, and find a way to do something, because it's only going to get worse unless we make it better.

Aminals!

Bad news first: Stranger had another siezure. He bolted under the bed and somehow managed to get up into the boxspring, thumping around in a truly terrifying way. But he seems to be okay. As I understand, there's not much you can do for pet seizures, other than trying to keep them from hurting themselves. Sigh.

Somehow, through a really complicated set of events, my parents are dogsitting a pair of daschunds. They're really cool dogs! I have an instinctive revulsion for small dogs, but these two are sweet and fun. I like puppies!

Stupid pollen count

Stupid unemployment. Stupid anxiety. Stupid insomnia. Stupid acid reflux. Stupid life in general. I am tired, I am stressed, I have a migraine, and I'm broke. But I get to go see Sex and the City next week! /me screws smile into place. Joy.

Because everything was going so well...

The gods decided to smack me upside the head. I've been having horrible cramping sensations in my chest on and off for almost three years - it would come and go and the only thing that would help was muscle relaxants or heavy-duty pain meds. I assumed it was anxiety, but I've been on the Paxil for nine months now, and I'm still having it. So I gave up and went to the doc, who diagnosed me with... Acid reflux. And since the Nexium he gave me actually seems to be working, I'm'a have to go with that as well. This is evidently a family thing - my dad has it really bad. Joy.