Sunday, July 27, 2008
THEIR BACK!!!
Okay...so my plans kind of fell apart tonight but in a way it was okay b/c I watched season one of Queer As Folk for the third time.....so we all know how the season ends....the happy and loving dance at prom....and we all know what happens after the music is over...and no matter how many times I watch it, it still kills me and yes I still cry like a little bitch.
But I have noticed more penis cameos this go around than any of the other times that I have watched it, and I'm not really sure how that happened....but seriously....not sure why that matters, but it does.
Alexiss...I know that you had said that the last time you and Mel watched it that you two had began to see Ted as a little sexy...or was it just appealing????.....I began to sort of see it this time, until the last scene of him banging the tweeked out twinky and I remembered how pervy and icky he made me feel and it just brought back the 'he makes me want to shower' feeling...LOL
But I love love love Peter Paige...again and again and again...how he just steals my heart!!!
And another thing that I am noticing now (maybe it's b/c I know how it ends) but I do see now how it seems that it is more about Brian and Michael rather than Brian and Justin. Lets just say that I didn't cuss and scream at the tellie like I have in previous screenings....like referring to Brian as being a stupid asshole....ANYWAY...
It's almost 1am and I want to jump into the second season...but I'm not sure if I want to be up all night...lol....I still will always love Melissa for smacking me upside my head when she found out that I had never watched the show....thank you honey!!
Friday, July 25, 2008
THIS WAS ME THIS WEEK.....
kids in the hall - store clerk
Well more so like the beginning of the video was me...I was very productive, don't get me wrong....but yeah....it was one of those weeks.
(I found out that my lawyer may be dumping me)
Well more so like the beginning of the video was me...I was very productive, don't get me wrong....but yeah....it was one of those weeks.
(I found out that my lawyer may be dumping me)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
ALL HAIL.....
THE SHNERGAN DERGAN GOD....

Shares my birthday...who would of thought...or have known...or have cared...but it still made me laugh!!!
(thanks to wow for informing me of this news today)
Monday, July 14, 2008
UPSETTING....
I am surprised as anyone that I even let this still bother me. I was scheduled to see my doctor tomorrow for a scheduled routine visit and got a phone call from them today saying that the insurance is denying payment on any doctor's visits from here on out. The last one that I went to they are refusing to pay. So I have no idea when I will be able to see the doctor again. She told me over the phone that it will be through approval only...meaning seeing the track record that I have been dealt, that more than likely means never....
So I am almost out of one of my medications and running low on another...I called into the pharmacist to fill my scripts and not 10 minutes later I get a phone call from the pharmacy stating that the insurance has denied one of them...the one that I need the most, my pain killer. So that was it...I broke down in sobs...my mother had to calm me down over the phone. I had left my lawyer's info at home so I couldn't do anything at that point and she is no longer in the office now.
I know it has everything to do with that damn letter that so called doctor wrote by stating that my injury has nothing to do with the original injury that was spouted by the company 'doctor' that I first saw the first day of my injury...a back strain...two years ago they tried to pull this shit and the original doctor wrote a detailed letter stating that all injuries unless obviously noted will be strains...but seeing that they don't have the actual equipment to diagnose these things, that is why I was sent to a specialist...that is when the MRI was performed, that is when the discs were diagnosed as being herniated.
I am so sick of dealing with this crap. I've been denied for too much...I was okay with the denial of the surgery, hell, I was relieved...but when they gave me the run around about my injections, I crawled into my little hole. But now they are denying me of everything and it's a load of bullshit. I want to hurt these people...I want to slap the shit out of them...I want them to live through the shit that I have lived through the last 8 months and then I want them to tell me how they feel.
How it makes them feel that they can't clean their own home b/c it practically disables them, how it makes them feel that their social life is completely ruined (almost) b/c their body can't physically keep up with them anymore...that how for 3 months they survived with only getting paid twice...how it makes them feel when they find out that they almost lose their job over this...and how except for family and few friends, they don't get any support. And then when all that seems to lift just a little...see how they feel to be denied of their doctor's visits AND their pain medication. I would like to pull their teeth out and break two of their bones and tell them to deal with it cold turkey...b/c I know no one in their right mind would be able to do it.
Happy Monday to whom that it may concern...I hope you feel good tonight when you go to bed all comf and secure...I hope you sleep well at night. B/C for me...it takes three pills (sometimes they don't work), 4 pillows on either side of my body to keep me in place, an ice pack/heating pad just to get me remotely comfortable...so sleep good you bastards, you will get what you deserve.
So I am almost out of one of my medications and running low on another...I called into the pharmacist to fill my scripts and not 10 minutes later I get a phone call from the pharmacy stating that the insurance has denied one of them...the one that I need the most, my pain killer. So that was it...I broke down in sobs...my mother had to calm me down over the phone. I had left my lawyer's info at home so I couldn't do anything at that point and she is no longer in the office now.
I know it has everything to do with that damn letter that so called doctor wrote by stating that my injury has nothing to do with the original injury that was spouted by the company 'doctor' that I first saw the first day of my injury...a back strain...two years ago they tried to pull this shit and the original doctor wrote a detailed letter stating that all injuries unless obviously noted will be strains...but seeing that they don't have the actual equipment to diagnose these things, that is why I was sent to a specialist...that is when the MRI was performed, that is when the discs were diagnosed as being herniated.
I am so sick of dealing with this crap. I've been denied for too much...I was okay with the denial of the surgery, hell, I was relieved...but when they gave me the run around about my injections, I crawled into my little hole. But now they are denying me of everything and it's a load of bullshit. I want to hurt these people...I want to slap the shit out of them...I want them to live through the shit that I have lived through the last 8 months and then I want them to tell me how they feel.
How it makes them feel that they can't clean their own home b/c it practically disables them, how it makes them feel that their social life is completely ruined (almost) b/c their body can't physically keep up with them anymore...that how for 3 months they survived with only getting paid twice...how it makes them feel when they find out that they almost lose their job over this...and how except for family and few friends, they don't get any support. And then when all that seems to lift just a little...see how they feel to be denied of their doctor's visits AND their pain medication. I would like to pull their teeth out and break two of their bones and tell them to deal with it cold turkey...b/c I know no one in their right mind would be able to do it.
Happy Monday to whom that it may concern...I hope you feel good tonight when you go to bed all comf and secure...I hope you sleep well at night. B/C for me...it takes three pills (sometimes they don't work), 4 pillows on either side of my body to keep me in place, an ice pack/heating pad just to get me remotely comfortable...so sleep good you bastards, you will get what you deserve.
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