I’m pretty tired today, I’m not sure why. I went to the doctor’s today. My mom was able to put me on her insurance since I moved here. I had to get a meningitis vaccine to move into the dorms. They didn’t have it, nor did the pharmacy up the road. I’m going to have to call around tomorrow and see if I can find a place that sells it. I also have to get the hepatitis vaccine. I’m not excited at the prospect of all these needles. However, my doctor recommended an MRI to see what’s wrong with my knees. We’ll see if the insurance covers it, but I’m not holding my breath.
This headset is deciding to work for some reason. I’ve only been here a week but it feels like much much longer. I walked up to the park today briefly before my doctors appointment. I felt like a complete alien. I have more North Bergen cred then any of these Mexicans — my great-grandmother moved from New York City to Dumont in a horse-drawn wagon. Still, as American River College taught me, living in New Guadalajara is infinitely preferable than living in New Kiev. Speaking of my Great-Grandmother:
My great-grandpa, my grandma holding one of our cousins as a baby, my great-grandmother, and on the bottom, my mom and my uncle Jim
I’m going to sleep early tonight because I have to get up and work on the magazine’s website. I can’t really motivate myself to work unless I’m working to get some cool new thing. And I’ve decided on a new MacBook.
I absolutely love my computer, but my MacBook isn’t as good at pumping out the HD video as I’d like. It’s not like the video stutters or it’s slow or anything, but every time I play something in 1080p the fans spin like crazy. Having the new video card in the newer MacBooks would be great. I’m also going to sell my Mac Mini, since I really have no use for it.
I guess I’m getting ahead of myself. I still haven’t paid off my moving expenses that I charged on my credit card. I think about sending Grammie a card or letter or something, but then I picture the staff at the home patiently reading it to her as she rants on and on about how everyone stole her money. It’s too depressing writing a letter to someone who you know is too crazy to write back.
I’m going to try and walk in the park every day. I’ve been getting better with my sleep schedule too, I actually woke up at noon today. I just need a routine to replace my work routine. Maybe I will work the East Coast equivalent of my West Coast hours and then for my lunch go take a walk around the park for an hour. That sounds nice, except for that it’s going to rain tomorrow. Well, we’ll see. I should get to bed.
Categories: Ennui
