A Ceramic Fish Joint

So I'm sick. Everyone on my team at work is sick, and now me. Stupid plague. Flight to go see my parents in 6 hours. I'm not packed. I'm never packed in time. I'm guessing there will be no sleep tonight…but that's alright because I left work early and slept a few hours this evening. And I'm sure I'll sleep on the plane. And maybe on the ride to the depths of West Virginia.

I've broken my camera in a new and interesting way. The display? Backwards and distorted. I'm thinking reinstallng the firmware will fix it. But do you think I can find firmware for my camera? No. Of course not. HOURS of searching on Kodak's site. I even downloaded the crappy software that goes with the camera and tried to update the firmware through it. It took me to the same damn download site (which is specifically for firmware and drivers) that only has their crappy software available to download. Fuckers. Oddly enough, it still takes pictures if I can look through the little window thingy and not be distracted by the backwards, fucked up display. Oh and if I don't need the flash, because apparently it doesn't work. Of course my mom will want me to take pictures of stuff when I'm home, and won't believe that the camera seriously just randomly broke when I turned it on today..but whatever.

Hmm, what else. Oh, I decided to put my dad on my employee phone account so that he can have a relatively cheap cell phone. Because I have 75 discarded cell phones lying around…and don't want to put out the money for a new one, I just selected to activate a line and figured I would give him my most recent phone and one of the SIMs that we have here. Yeah, well…do you think I can find that phone? Or any of the phones that I have that work relatively well? No, of course not. So, he gets the RAZR. The crappy, crappy RAZR which rarely finds a signal and drops calls like crazy. Have fun! I have no clue how I lost the other phone. I had it less than 2 months ago and have looked in all the normal putting spots. You know, spots I'd put a phone or something. While looking, I did find THREE chargers for the RAZR (which also works with one of the bluetooth headsets I have.) I have one more of these chargers at work. How do I do this crap? Seriously. I don't remember buying that many. Well, I do remember buying one while running through the Philly airport roughly 2 weeks before I stopped using the phone. But yeah…I have no clue when I got the other.

It should be no surprise that I'm not looking forward to this trip. I'm sick, I'm stressed, and I don't like my family. Well, my dad is pretty okay. Luckily I had a special delivery of Soma today (thank you, India!) which is way nicer than I remember. And rumor has it that my mom just got a ginormous xanax prescription…and has sleeping pills. And she's really good with sharing, so maybe I can stay fucked up just enough to not be too bothered by stuff.

Hopefully it won't be too cold, though weather.com seems to say it will be pretty nice for this time of year. Highs in the 50s…which, while quite brisk for me is a whole lot better than the highs in the 20s that it should be. And no snow! Yay! I'm wondering how long I can successfully go without seeing snow again…hopefully a long, long time.

Okay, I guess I should actually pack. Stupid packing. Stupid early-assed flights. Why do I never fully look at flight times when I buy my tickets? Not only do I leave stupid early, but I get back stupid late on Sunday. Like after 11pm. The fuck? I think I do this damn near every time, too. Sigh. Okay, to packing I go. Wish me luck and all that jazz.

It's quite apparent this week sucks. Today, while I was on lunch…I get an email from a manager that I had interviewed with a couple months ago. She wanted to do a second interview. In, oh, 40 minutes. It was bumped back to slightly later, but suffice to say I had a grand total of 45 minutes from the time I got to read the email until I had the interview.

I'm quite sure I did not so hot. Mostly I just want to crawl in a hole and die right now.

(This is not to say I don't like getting interview requests. Especially second interview requests. Just, jeebus. Give me a little time to prepare. And make sure that I can, you know, be not taking calls during the interview time.)

I am not evicted. The apartment people are incompetent fucks. I'm really too tired to say any more and have had no less than 28 seperate breakdowns. At work. Thank you all for your concern…I really especially appreciate it.

Hello eviction notice. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

So the “We Are Marshall” trailers are starting to appear all over the place now. I'm not so sure how I feel about the movie. I mean, Huntington was a town that I really loved for the period I was there. Marshall wasn't too bad a school, I guess. It's kinda nifty seeing pictures of the creepy old Keith Albee theater, and the dorm that I stayed in and stuff. And maybe it'll explain why the memorial fountain was shaped like a giant uterus. Seriously, a big green uterus. I never got that.

Hmm, I guess I'm just glad I wasn't living there during the production. It's a small assed town. And a pretty small school. I can't imagine trying to get to such things as class..or the library. Or to work, as it looks like they closed off parts of the main “downtown” street. It was the only street that wasn't one-way…kinda important.

Maybe I'll go see it when I go home to visit my parents. Which, I now am doing right after Christmas. What the suck. I will probably have 5 days off in a row (provided I get New Years day off) and will now be spending it with my family. Ick. Apparently my mom really wants to see me before she goes to see some doctor at Johns Hopkins. I think she's going to end up having another heart surgery, and even if she doesn't…her health sucks ass right now. So I guess there's probably a good chance she won't be alive a whole lot longer since she just doesn't get any better. Anyways. My dad was going to fly her down to visit me…along with my brother because there's no way she could fly alone. I don't so much like that idea. Plus, I don't think she could handle flying at all. So I said I'd go up. The super sucky thing is that this will be the second visit in about 6 months. I don't like seeing my family that often. And I don't want her to expect me to come up all the time, because it really drives me crazy.

Here's hoping I can score some good pills for my trip, then maybe some good drugs when I'm up there. Keep your hopes up!

Oh, and finally. That headache that wouldn't go away yesterday? It came back…the bastard.

I just woke up…and I don't hurt! Hurray! Hopefully the lack of pain will last.

Also, I have LOST MY FUCKING ORGASM. Again. How does this happen? Where does it go? I'd like to think that I'm pretty nice to my pussy. Apparently, it doesn't feel the same way and decides to deny me pleasure. How lame. I'm pretty much thinking that my pussy and me aren't friends anymore.

I'm feeling rather out of sorts lately. Not really sure what's going on…but it's definitely weird. I've kinda just cut myself off from the world. Go to work, come home and that's it. I don't even really speak to my family anymore. Which isn't always a bad thing.

Also, I have a headache that won't freaking go away today. I have tried taking so many things…and nothing. Other than feeling incredibly fucked up right now. I got out of bed late, stayed up for a few hours then went back to bed till like 9. After getting up again, I've taken the following over the last six hours:

Alleve (too many to count. At least 12 though)
Pseudophed (8)
Vicodin (2 or 3 – I forget)
Xanax (1 and a half)
Tylenol Quick Release (2)

Ugh. I'm now debating on taking Unisom to just knock myself out till it's over or some random cold medicine. I have this insane burning at the top of my head. I've also gone through two ice packs….which I only have to use during migraines. Jeebus. I mean, seriously. I would think I've pretty much covered all the bases with all I've taken, and it just won't let up.

Also, I'm well aware that my liver and possibly my kidneys hate me. But, I mostly killed my relationship with any vital organs during the heroin addiction, so it's no real biggie now. Just please, the pain needs to not be here now.