*ring ring*
"Bartell Drugs, University Avenue, how can I direct your call?"
I need to check on a prescription.
"One moment."
"Pharmacy, how can i help you?"
My doctor was supposed to call in a prescription for Kristie Millering... k-r-i-s-t-i-e m-i-l-l-e-r-i-n-g. Synthroid, .2 milligrams.
"Let me check on that..." *clickyclicky*
"Right. I have it right here."
A sigh of relief. Thank you.
I have meds, again, starting tonight. This makes me a happy camper.
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Well, for those of you who've attempted to subscribe, apologies for the Net weirdness that's delayed mail getting to you. I think my reverse DNS issues (my outgoing and my reverse lookups differ, argh!) are preventing mail from getting to some of you. I'm working on it.
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*sighs* i miss Melanie. I've not gotten to talk to her for a few days, what with being offline all weekend and all, and there's just so much I want to tell her...
We were talking the other day about monogamy. Okay, we didn't use the word, but the conversation was mostly concerned with the fact that neither of us have gotten laid since the last time we saw each other, which is something i'm not sure either of us meant to do. But it's happening anyway. On my part it's just sort of a feeling that sex just wouldn't be very much fun if Melanie wasn't involved. It's kind of strange...I'm still randomly attracted to people, i still have a healthy sex drive, but I have no real desire to actually sleep with anyone else.
It's a very peculiar state of affairs. We have no commitment to each other like that, so it's not like i'm imposing this on myself. In fact, I've generally not had any qualms about sleeping with other people even while in a supposedly monogamous relationship.
I wonder if this is what it's like to have finally, completely, found someone I want to be with. Perhaps this is what it feels like to know for a fact that what you have is a million times better than any potentials.
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Night before last, I got home from work at a reasonable hour, so I decided to put posters in the frames that i bought at Ikea. After some initial trouble with getting the little screw-things into the frame (do the people who make these things assume that everyone has a drill, or is there a secret way of getting screws to go into wood that I have not yet discovered?), I have two lovely framed posters of Neil Gaiman's Death, one of which is hanging over the futon in the media room and the other one decorating the wall upstairs. It really does lend an air of grownup-ness to the place.
Of course, I lack the instinct people have for making sure things are straight, so both of the posters are more than a little crooked in their frames and the frames themselves hang ever so slightly crooked on the wall.
But I don't mind, and since I'm the only one who sees the inside of my house on a regular basis, it doesn't matter.
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speaking of houses, the basement is back to its normal non-smelly self after days of smelling awful because I'd used this Simple Solution enzymatic cleaner instead of the good stuff, Nature's Miracle. Simple Solution made the entire basement smell like...well. Like five hundred cats had vengefully peed on all of the carpet in the downstairs. It was gross. Half a bottle of Nature's Miracle and 24 hours and I can't even smell any lingering reminders, which is good because being downstairs was giving me a headache.
I worship Nature's Miracle. Good stuff, that.
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I'm going to Iowa on the fourth of November, and i'm really looking forward to it. It's going to be cold and very possibly snowy, but I won't care all that much, I don't think. I'm flying directly into Cedar Rapids rather than mess around with Minneapolis, so I'll miss seeing Gypsy, but since the trip's something like five days total, I wanted to make sure that I spent as much time as possible in Iowa proper.
I'll be there soon. i'm already starting to get excited--I'm fluttering every time I think about it!
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I've been putting together my resume. yay me!
