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so we move to the new apartment in about a week. we'll be one apartment down from meowmeow and steve. i'm looking forward to getting out of this apartment now, though i wasn't before. i've been here for a while now, almost 3 years (that's the second-longest i've lived anywhere). the cheap pain has yellowed from when wyl and his friends smoked all the time, the carpet lays flat and isn't very soft anymore, the seams in the ceiling are still split from the water damage, just painted over by maintenance, and my closest neighbors on both sides totally blow, unless you like loud giggling girl parties till 5am or rap shaking your windows and people yelling into our windows to joey that they're going to come over and fuck me, then they're awesome.
i hate moving, but it'll be a nice fresh start. we're just moving to the other side of the building, but it'll still suck dammit.
the pulminologist did a CT scan of my sinuses and gave me a steroid that you shoot up your nose. i'm not sure what that has to do with my lungs, but there it is. in the meantime, i've figured out that mucinex taken daily has helped with my breathing problems. it still hurts to breathe sometimes, but there's no hissing or popping or crackling. i tried to go a day without it to see if i'd cleared up, but fuck that. drowning in your own fluids = yuck.
joey really likes his new job. he's switched to a shift that is 5pm - 5am 4 days a week and that seems to suit him well. he's held up his end of things like he said he was going to - doing the grocery shopping, paying bills, yanno, the things that were pissing me off that he didn't do. the best thing tho - he filed the contempt charges against cuntface for denying him visitation. i don't think she thought he'd go through with it, which to me is gonna be the best part when she gets served her papers.
i worked 56 goddamn hours last week. we had inventory this week so we had to get everything prepared. we all busted our assess (well, not *all* of us, but the people who did really went above and beyond. i was really impressed) and apparently due to that, inventory went really well. so i got a fat paycheck and bossman didn't have a heart attack - everybody wins.
school starts back up in two weeks. i'm not looking forward to crash course german, but i have to get my stupid language requirement out of the way so that i can graduate. i'm also taking a class on the effect of drugs on behavior and conflict management. in fall, i have health psych, social psych, biopsych, psychological interventions, brain hormones and behavior and a poetry writing class with meowmeow, THEN I'M FUCKING DONE!!!!! still shopping for grad schools tho. not sure where i'll end up.
so life's evening back out. i'm almost done losing the weight i gained, still sick - but i'm learning to just live with it since no one seems to be able to help me, things with joey are getting back to normal... life's pretty good right now actually.
i hate moving, but it'll be a nice fresh start. we're just moving to the other side of the building, but it'll still suck dammit.
the pulminologist did a CT scan of my sinuses and gave me a steroid that you shoot up your nose. i'm not sure what that has to do with my lungs, but there it is. in the meantime, i've figured out that mucinex taken daily has helped with my breathing problems. it still hurts to breathe sometimes, but there's no hissing or popping or crackling. i tried to go a day without it to see if i'd cleared up, but fuck that. drowning in your own fluids = yuck.
joey really likes his new job. he's switched to a shift that is 5pm - 5am 4 days a week and that seems to suit him well. he's held up his end of things like he said he was going to - doing the grocery shopping, paying bills, yanno, the things that were pissing me off that he didn't do. the best thing tho - he filed the contempt charges against cuntface for denying him visitation. i don't think she thought he'd go through with it, which to me is gonna be the best part when she gets served her papers.
i worked 56 goddamn hours last week. we had inventory this week so we had to get everything prepared. we all busted our assess (well, not *all* of us, but the people who did really went above and beyond. i was really impressed) and apparently due to that, inventory went really well. so i got a fat paycheck and bossman didn't have a heart attack - everybody wins.
school starts back up in two weeks. i'm not looking forward to crash course german, but i have to get my stupid language requirement out of the way so that i can graduate. i'm also taking a class on the effect of drugs on behavior and conflict management. in fall, i have health psych, social psych, biopsych, psychological interventions, brain hormones and behavior and a poetry writing class with meowmeow, THEN I'M FUCKING DONE!!!!! still shopping for grad schools tho. not sure where i'll end up.
so life's evening back out. i'm almost done losing the weight i gained, still sick - but i'm learning to just live with it since no one seems to be able to help me, things with joey are getting back to normal... life's pretty good right now actually.