Monday, November 28, 2005

Crap on a stick

I feel like crap on a stick. YAY! My nose is running. My throat hurts. My head hurts. But, of course, I am not running a fever. Because I never run a fever. It blows. People only really believe you're sick if you run a fever. My natural body temperature is 97.4 degrees, so even if I run a fever and get all the way to 98.6, or even 99, nobody believes me. I have a sneaking suspicion that it's all just allergies though. I got my last allergy shot in June, and the life span of the shot is about 6 months, so there ya go. but I don't really think I can afford to dish out $79 to go get my steroid shot that will help me overcome my dehabilitating allergies. *sigh*
Also, I need to write a paper for my english class, and the school library computer access is broken. What a great time for it to break, right at the end of the semester. I wrote my teacher saying that my rough draft would have to be late because of it, and she said that I really didn't even need to turn in a rough draft because I wouldn't have any revisions that need to be done anyway. She also said that if I didn't want to bother coming to class I didn't have to. I think she's trying to get rid of me! I told her I would be there, I have a date after, and work comes before pleasure. I'm not sure if you can technically call it a date, but I am meeting Jason. I met him on myspace, and I've been talking to him online for a month. So if nobody sees or hears from me after Wednesday night, call the police, please. I want to meet him because I feel like he should get a fair chance before Jared gets his claws back into me again. It's only right.
Rene told me today that if business doesn't pick up by the beginning of the year, he's giving Mario the ol' sack-a-roo. He wanted Mario to quit so he wouldn't have to pay unemployment, but Mario doesn't seem to be going anywhere, so he has to bite the bullet. He ALSO told me that if I had quit, or if I still do quit, that he would HAVE to fire Mario, because he would have to reduce the work to an amount he could do without me and he wouldn't be able to afford Mario after that. It's a little intoxicating to know that I hold the fate of a man and his entire family in my hands. The unmitigated power! MUAH HA HA! Ah. I needed that.

2 comments:

KieraAnne said...

That sucks....I'm the same way...my natural temp is only like 97.1 on the thermometer I have, so if it says 98 or up I have a fever, but get no sympathy. :( I'd give you some of my steroids, but I don't think you're supposed to do that. I hope that Jason guy is nice and doesn't kill you or anything. :D

Margie the Pickle Princess said...

Look how cute with your picture! Oh so adorable!

Doesn't living outside normal suck!

Thanks for the offer, I'd hate for you to get arrested and get expelled, though. (It happened to a UNT student who shared his inhaler with his girlfriend, who was having an asthma attack and didn't have her inhaler with her.)

I hope so too.