BUZZ BUZZ Once There Was...

The fires are getting bigger... not like a "little bit" either. Now there's 3 blazes north of my aunt and uncle's place in addition to the great big one to the east and south. They're still cut off from their daughter.


I've got an exam i didn't study for tomorrow. I've got a presentation about something i've not been working on. I've got to attend my classes in general. Have to go in early to work on the group project b/c we didn't manage to get to class all at the same time.


Grandparents (really, just grandma) pulled a psycho-trip and refuses to take Aunt to the airport tomorrow. Fine, but thanks for the less than 12 hour notice that i'll be getting up at 6 am or something to get my aunt and her friend to the airport so i can get back to the south and to school to get there early. Grand. Don't even know why grandma pulled a wobbler. Probably something about candlesticks for hippies.


My appetite has been insane lately. Is this part of going off one of my meds? Rise in appetite to obscene levels? Cravings for stupidly salty or sugary food? Willpower reserves that would shame a pregnant hampster with A.D.D?


Costume's not done. Blue, I didn't have enough fabric for two. Will be hitting Sally's mom's "Sewing Closet of UnFathomable Depths" for other potential Spink fabric. Lemme know if we should, or if you'd rather stick with Dr. McNinja for everything. My Spink is shaping up wonderfully; it may have inspired Sally to be a jellyfish.


Made good money today doing cleaning for an older woman with many health issues. She's trying to sell her house, so some one's gotta go back and wash all the "been living there for 41-years, had a dog, a daughter, and a smoking habit" goop out of it. Sally and I did our damnedest. My right hand still smells like Murphy's Oil. Promised to go back again on Monday to help her finish. Pay = Better than at work. Hell yeah. Too bad it triggers my allergies. (Cue the tiny violins!)


I have to get to bed. *waves* Night night.

And Thus was my day. Sniffly Sniffly Snot Snot. A duel combination of sleeping on my floor and playing with dusty objects in the attic the day before led my sinuses into a private hell. My nose is so raw and swollen, i can't really feel it running anymore. Which just makes for a WORLD of embarrassing drip-centric situations at work, lemme tell ya.

BUT. I did not come to Lj to bitch about the leak in my face!

I wanted to post about the hilarity of the SOUNDTRACK generated yesterday. A number of immortal lines were uttered...

(Did we have a title for this album?)
10-20-07 Clean Up.

Track #1: Fat w/ Tiny Feets
Track #2: The 80's Ate My Face
Track #3: Headless Madonna
Track #4: No One's Gonna Hack My Dog
Track #5: Jesus Up My Butt
Track #6: Rotting Cat Corpse in a Fancy Box
Track #7: Tiny Ninja
Track #8: CandleSticks for Hippies
Track #9: Hot'N'Juicy Burger in My Pants
Track #10: C4--Rent or Lease
Track #11: Ex-Boyfriend Emergency Kit
Track #12: At Least it Was Ugly
Track #13: That Penguin Doesn't Mean Anything To Me.


None of these are quite as funny as they were when they were first said. Without exposition, I'm not convinced they engender appropriate levels of hilarity. But due to my BRAIN being MUGGED BY MUCUS, I'm unequal to the task of inserting proper wit in and around each of these delightful gems.

However, I was given to believe that there would be money offered to anyone willing to turn these into catchy tunes appropriate for humming or making little flash vids.

So. This Saturday... EXTRAVAGANZA!

( In which, Sarah lays out Plans )

in other news, the list of 'to do' is shorter.

AND the investment seminar thing on the 24th of October got canceled. Bowie. It got CANCELED. They didn't say why, but it won't be happening. Assume Wednesday as usual.

OH.

( NanoWrimo Says What? )

This got long. I am well! Though I shake my fist at the healthcare system in a continual manner. Loopy-loo-loo! WHY CAN"T I HAVE MY DRUGS GODDAMNIT?!?!!

Um. And anyone collecting McDonald's 'monopoly' pieces? That doesn't redeem their codes online? I've redeemed some... which are all worthless unless i redeem more. If you have 'spares' about, send them along.

PS:
Kevin is Awesome. ;)

Join with me in Growling at THE WAY THINGS ARE!!

GRRRRRRRRRR!!


The World is Displeasing in this follow ways:

I. BIOEQUIVALENCE ... I take and have taken a name-brand prescription medication for a chronic condition for over 5 years now. Up until recently, my home state's pharmacy assistance program was able to help me with the cost. In the recent past, they have switched from covering the name brand to covering the generic. I tried the generic. I've not got the money to complain. It did not function as the name-brand did. I was told by one Doctor that that can happen--that the generics are not the EXACT same as the name-brands and do not always work the same. In fact, that the drug I was having issues with was one they'd heard the complaint about before! From another Doctor--I was told that generic IS EXACTLY the same!

I have a tendency to get carried away, so now i'm doubting my own sanity. If the pills are in fact the same, and i did not react the same, were all the effective years of treatment merely expensive and inconvenient placebo-effects?

I went to the Int0rWebs!

Where I learned about BIOEQUIVALENCE. Apparently, in order to be a 'generic,' a drug must contain the active ingredient of the name brand drug. And be SIMILAR in effect, dose, and side effects. In fact, the FDA sets up a window of "HOW similar" in clinical trials.

So. I'm not insane. The drugs are NOT identical. Chemically, there's a molecular weight different of over 30 grams per molar volume (and yes, the generic is the lighter one b/c they threw stuff out.)

However, as far as my pharmacy assistance is concerned--since the drugs have been shown to be BIOEQUIVALENT with a margin of error in reasonable bounds, the drugs are CLOSE ENOUGH to identical for ENOUGH PEOPLE that if I'm not one of them, who gives a fuck.

what i've been taking for years that works!:C^13H^18ClNOHCl
what the FDA and the Pharmacy Assistance Program people will give me: C^13H^18ClNO

notice that the hydrochloride on the end of that is missing in the generic. HHHHhmmmmm.


II. FALLING DOWN STAIRS... Last Tuesday I slipped on some carpeted stairs inside of an apartment building. I had to go to the ER. I had to get Xrays. I have to schedule a follow-up appointment. I've missed work. I HAVE NO MEDICAL INSURANCE. My Grandfather told me that I should speak to the owner of the apartment building. I fell on their stairs. There was no banister. Their carpet was slick. I hurt myself on their crummy hallway.

I contacted the property manager who said that the building was up to code so basically i could go fuck myself. But that if i wanted, i could send a letter to their attorney and maybe something would come it. "Maybe" meaning "The building owner would sooner get a glass-shard enema than file with his insurance company over your dumb peasant ass."

I'll be writing their lawyer.


III. PHOTOGRAPHY... The photographer who took the Bolk's picture and has been emailed repeatedly about which photo they wanted from his proofs claims that he did not know what proof they wanted and la la la. That, beyond being highly irking, was easy to resolve. The Bolks and the Moores will be getting their Christmas present from the past 3 years in another week or two.


IV. TRANSPORT!... I have so many errands to run, but Aunt will not let me drive just yet. So they go undone. And I feel like a lazy ball of useless. And I ACT like a lazy ball of useless. I miss the gym. I miss my car. I miss... being independent. The foot is well enough to wander around on, but not for long and certainly not with any athletic intent.


V. DESK!... buried under paper. I go file and sort and balance checkbook now.