Sunday, April 4, 2010

I slept a few hours, then got up when Mark's activity woke me. I stayed up to do some business for Michael, then worked on my Farm (I have 3 of them now, plus all the accessories); Michael bought me some Farm Cash the other day so I now have all the things I wanted on Farm Town.

Mark just gave me some bad news. The front driver's side tire has a problem. He asked me if I hit anything? He always does that if there's a problem, when anytime I've hit anything I've told him right away. After telling him that I had not, he asked me again. I hate that. It translates into, I don't believe you so I'm giving you another chance to tell me what I want to hear, because I'll believe nothing else. It's really fucking annoying. Add that to the news that he won't be having it fixed on Monday, and that I shouldn't go anywhere unless I need to...means I'll be all but a prisoner in my own home. Michael won't be able to come get me as he'll be working 2 jobs starting tomorrow. I also have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday, and need to get into my other doctor's lab sometime soon. This is really stressing me out.

Oh. And the new K9 series, is already fucked up. It's starting the series with episode 3 and continuing from there, as the preview in October was apparently an odd mixture of the first 2 episodes; I thought the pacing of it was a bit odd, but assumed it was because it was Part I of II (the first 2 episodes are a 2-parter). This means we might not be getting the proper beginning to the series for some time to come; shades of Firefly.

I really should go back to sleep, but the stress of not having the car right now is upsetting. The ingrediants I got at the store last night are useless without 1 other ingrediant, which I can't go to the store for now. The visits I was to have with Michael over the next several days have just been butchered. And I'm now stressed about my doctor's visits...something I was already stressed about because I have a phone interview on Tuesday (which is likely to interrupt my doctor's visit) which may decide the fate of my insurance and if I have the ability to feed myself at all. I was having a good day until Mark Adams walked into my room. And he seemed to be cheerful as he left, which just annoyed me further. Perhaps the lack of sleep has made me cranky and more prone to stress, but only just a bit. :-0(

How did it get to be 7pm so quickly?

I'm going back to bed.

   posted by Bald Jason at 07:01 PM
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