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Wednesday, December 31st, 2003 link - comments(0) After getting home from a tiring last day of work, I flopped on the bed and started whimpering to myself. I wanted to go out just because I was afraid of not having fun. Tom didn't really want to go out. Drag me all around town to a party through the rain across the bay, where we might not even know many folks there. I was all ready tired, sore and cranky. I was a mixed up mess, trying to figure out what would make me happy to ring in the new year. I came to realise I've got to get myself out of my funk. Tom is all I ever really needed and a night on the couch with him is the best possible new years eve I could ever dream of. We hug and kiss. I love you, I love you, I love you. Happy New Year. Pity me I broke my foot 6 days ago. I sat in the snow, in a freezing storm for almost two hours, no one came to get me. I slid myself down the mountain on my board and hobbled up stairs. I was hauled around all day in trucks and vans. Finally when I got to the doctor, I waited hours. They finally see me, x-ray me, make me wait another couple hours, and then say "There is nothing we can do for you, here are 25 vicodin and we'll put a soft cast on you, go see a doctor as soon as you can, before your bones start to fuse." I try to get an appointment as soon as I get back, I even tried to call the day after christmas but couldn't get through. The earliest they can see me is friday January 2nd. I have to work through all of this. I work with my foot on my desk, when I get home at night, I cry, curl into bed and read to try to distract myself from the pain. That's 8 days of waiting and crying and feeling so tired and miserable, with my bone severed and a cast that doesn't keep it totally imobile. I can feel the bone parts clicking against each other. I have muscle spasms the moment the painkillers wear off. I wanted to go to emergency and sit around some more just to get more painkillers but it seemed more painful to run around than to just wait it out. I am miserable and cranky. I want to go home. I count the hours. Tomorrow I can stay in bed all day and read. Friday I finally get a pin in my foot and can finally begin to heal. One of my coworkers, Eric listened to my whole sob story and then shared his own horrible story about breaking his leg. So I feel much better now and I'm looking forward to staying in bed all day tomorrow with a good book.
Tuesday, December 30th, 2003 link - comments(0)
I don't have enough vicodin to make it to friday when I get my foot set. It's sort of scaring me. I am having lots of spasms in my foot and they hurt really bad. Boy this is a real happy post. OK, I'm going back to work. It's not as bad as it seems, just tiring. I want it to be friday. Tom made me a special lunch today. He put it in a brown bag and drew a flower with a smiley face on it and wrote my name on it.
Monday, December 29th, 2003 link - comments(0) Today is my first day back at work. I'm miserable. I can't get an appointment to set my foot until Friday. That means I have to endure 4 more days of pain, with my foot flopping around. I can feel the bones shifting around in my foot. I can imagine the mutilated flesh of my foot. I just want to get it set so I can begin to heal. It extends my healing time from 6 weeks to 7. I am really really sad, and I don't have enough vicodin to last me til Friday.
Sunday, December 28th, 2003 link - comments(0) We headed back today. We drove around the lake a bit since Michael and Lynn hadn't been to Tahoe before. We had a great breakfast at Rosies. Our drive home was fairly painless and since I'm all gimpy, I got to sit in the front.
Saturday, December 27th, 2003 link - comments(0) We ate at the Summit Restaurant tonight. I should always remember to ask if their only vegetarian dish is just a token one or if it's actually any good. Because mine sucked. Still it was a nice night, lots of wine, good company and chocolate souffle. Today was a pretty good one too. Michael and Lynn got me a wheelchair from Harrah's and I wheeled around for a few hours in the casino. I hung out at the Hard Rock and drank a rootbeer float. Then back to the hotel for some Animal Planet on cable and some raspberry newtons and bad hotel coffee.
Friday, December 26th, 2003 link - comments(0) Today we got up and had breakfast at Heidi's, then headed over to Safeway to get my drugs. It was really wet outside and despite how careful I was being, I slipped on some water in the store and my broken foot landed on the floor. I can't begin the descrie the pain. Tom was futzing with the electric shopping wheelchairs but I was so deperate to just get to the pharmacy, I hobbled off. By the time I got to the pharmacy I was beat. I needed to sit down so bad. Just then here comes Tom, wheeling up on the wheelchair with a shit-eating grin on his face. My savior. If I wasn't in so much pain, I would have enjoyed the wheelchair. Maybe next week when I'm feeling better I'll have to do some Safeway shopping.
Thursday, December 25th, 2003 link - comments(0)
We asked someone to get help and saw then coming back up the chair. They waved and said someone was coming. No one ever came. Tom went back down and asked two different people for help, They never came either. After an hour and 45 minutes of sitting in the snow, in a cold storm, I gave up waiting, put my foot on my board and tried to slide down the mountain on my butt. It wasn't easy. It took a long time and I kept falling off. I was in excruciating pain. I had to get up at points and tried to hobble but couldn't so I'd sit back down on my board and struggle some more. Heavenly employees passed us and said nothing to us. I was so angry at Heavenly I just wanted to get the hell out of there as soon as possible. A woman at the gondola watched me pull myself up the stairs to the gondola on my knees. She just stood and watched, smoking a cigarette. We got on the gondola and a guy said "careful, don't put weight on your foot." I wanted to punch him. They finally phoned the gondola people below and told them a person with a hurt ankle was coming down. They stopped the gondola and I hopped off. A guy recommended I fill out a report and let Heavenly help me to the hospital. A security guy came and they had me I hop from the gondola to the parking lot. I had to stop about 10 times and my leg was so tired. They should have just drove up on the sidewalk. I don't really understand why the hell they made me hop so far. He had said "well, you can hop to the car or we can run around to all the casinos and see if anyone will loan us a wheelchair". It didn't seem like I really had a choice. Then they took me to the first aid on the other side of the mountain. A nice girl helped me but she never assumed my foot was broken. She was talking about some shoe inserts. I think she thought I'd just sprained my ankle. She took my boot off without unlacing all he laces. I screamed. She then had me take my sock off, looked at my foot and said it was up to me whether or not I wanted to go to the hospital for x-rays. They ordered a shuttle for me. She told me I had to put my sock and boot back on. I tried to get the sock on but couldn't get it over my toes and was screaming. Tom told her I wasn't putting anything on. I think she thought I would hobble out to the shuttle without a wheelchair??? After a few hours at the hospital, I had a set of x-rays showing I had broken my outer metatarsal bone. The bone that attaches to your little toe. The break is fairly clean but it separated, probably from all the hobbling I had to do to get off the mountain. I need a pin probably and will be in a cast for about 6 weeks. I have to see an orthopedic surgeon this week. I'm very mad at Heavenly and I'm going to write them a nasty letter. Tom took a crazy two hour bus ride to Sierra on Saturday just because he was too mad at Heavenly to give them any more of his money.
Wednesday, December 24th, 2003 link - comments(0) We drove up to Tahoe today. Took 8 hours. There weren't a lot of cars but the storm was pretty strong so there was a line of cars waiting.
Tuesday, December 23rd, 2003 link - comments(0) Santa Claus Slideshow on Yahoo! Fun things to do with your cubicle for the Holidays
Monday, December 22nd, 2003 link - comments(0) I bought this herbal diet tea hoping for a miracle. All it does is make me really farty. I keep having to go up the stair at work to fart in the privacy of the bathroom. Maybe that's how it works, by keeping people on the go, always looking for a private place to pass gas. I'm not sure that's what I really want, tooting all the time for months on end. And lord knows that last thing I need is more tooting.
Sunday, December 21st, 2003 link - comments(0)
Christmas is almost here! Only two days of work this week and then we are off to Tahoe. I'm so excited!
Saturday, December 20th, 2003 link - comments(0)
The other terrible thing I did was open packages before Christmas. I would sneak downstairs at night when everyone was asleep and sit on the floor, very carefully untaping all of my presents one-by-one. I was a master at making them look tamper-free. My dad resorted to keeping our presents locked in the trunk of his car but that was no use either. I'd just sneak up to his room, snatch his keys off his dresser and sneak out to the car when no one was looking. When I was about 10, I carefully unwrapped a present from my aunt Judy. She had hand-made me a Raggedy Anne doll. I was too old to appreciate it and in retrospect, too young to appreciate it. I was so mad! I thought, who does she think I am? I'm too old for dolls. This present sucks. Worst of all, I had to feign surprise on Christmas on a gift I already would spend nights awake being angry about. Of course now, if I were lucky enough to receive a hand-made Raggedy Anne doll for Christmas, I would be so very happy. So I just want to say, it was a terrible attitude and I'm really, really sorry. I think I'm getting a little karmic revenge now though because I worry about Oona liking her presents and she's only 3 and a half! It's terrible. I want to go out and buy all kinds of shiny crap just to try and please her. My mind constantly struggles over it. And it's only going to get worse. She's still easy now. What am I going to do when she's 9? Maybe that's why adults tend to end up spouting out speeches like "When I was 9, I was happy just to get a crumb of bread to eat, there were no presents at all, and we only had sticks and rocks to play with". But I suppose it sort of makes sense. Now that I am a grown-up, I can buy whatever I want, whenever I want. Even if I don't have the money, I have these glorious things called credit cards, and if I show one to someone, they just give me stuff, I don't even need real money. When I was a kid, I had to wait for birthdays and Christmas. Those are some pretty narrow windows so if it all goes terribly wrong, I'd have to wait up to 9 more months and hope for the best. So maybe we should honor kid's requests, it sure is better than sharing a paycheck, or worse, a credit card. And Jesus, kids have it rough. You couldn't pay me to be a kid again. So a little pampering is probably deserved. Oh God, I think I'm going to be the "spoiling aunt."
Friday, December 19th, 2003 link - comments(0) It's Friday, and time to practice throwing all your paperwork in the waste bin. Tom and I went to All You Knead for dinner last night followed by some beers/ciders at the Gold Cane. We were bad and smoked. It was a nice night. We got all sappy and told each other how much we like each other. There were lots of people out on the patio. There were lots of discussions about balding and 30 somethings being too old to go to parties. They were all 21-25. One guy said "Look, my hair is thinning". Someone gave him the following advice: "Don't wear a hat, wash your hair every day, and massage your scalp a lot." I'm sorry to say dude, it's probably a loosing battle, just better get used to it, and yes, balding men really are sexy, so don't worry about it. We were trying to imagine Tom with no hair at all. I think it could work. But judging from all the men in his family, he's probably going to stay about the same.
Thursday, December 18th, 2003 link - comments(0) I had a tremendously satisfying experience with AAA last night. I went to their website and got an instant quote by filling out a couple pages of painless forms. Then I submitted the estimate. I got an email confirmation instantly and was given an estimate id number with a phone number to call in case I didn't feel like waiting for someone to get back to me. I called them up and they set me up over the phone for my new car, adding Tom to my insurance. The guy said "bless you" when I coughed. He apologized whenever he had to put me on hold, told me to have a Happy Holiday, and explained lots of things so that I understood ways I may be able to get some savings in the future. Most of the time people will just ask you questions, not explaining what the questions were all about, but he... he explained everything. He even waited for me to walk out to my car to get an exact odometer reading. When I was on the phone with him, my other line rang, I just ignored it. After we were done I checked my messages and it was a representative. I didn't bother to call her back. Then my phone rang. It was the representative. She told me she just wanted to get ahold of me before she went home for the day and make sure I was taken care of. So AAA, you get an A++ for customer service.
Wednesday, December 17th, 2003 link - comments(0) On NPR this morning: "Up next we'll be talking about the War on Terrorism and also on Children's Books." Tuesday, December 16th, 2003 link - comments(0) Well, I should have never said it was going to be a great week. It's going to be a stressful week. But oh well, I'm zen (Just keep telling yourself that).
Monday, December 15th, 2003 link - comments(0) Someone came and washed all the poo away from the front of our building. It's gonna be a great week. I can tell.
Sunday, December 14th, 2003 link - comments(0) Pork store breakfast mornings are my favorite. Today we met Lynn. and Michael for one. Then I spent the day baking cookies. Sunday night I had a great dinner with Ger in her newish house in Richmond. She has a new black kitty and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. I want a kitty.
Saturday, December 13th, 2003 link - comments(0) Last night we went out with Noreen, Lisa, Pete, Darren, Phyllis, and Joe. This year everyone's been so busy with businesses, school, babies, and life that we don't see each other as much as we used to. So It was really nice to hang out and drink a few beers with our friends. Today we slept in and Tom made me a nice hangover breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast. We spent the day Christmas shopping. We had a sushi dinner and then watched Finding Nemo. How funny is that? But it was vegetarian sushi so it's not as bad as it sounds.
Friday, December 12th, 2003 link - comments(0) Look! My list was added to the Webmonkey Holiday Wishlist. Friday Haiku: I'm wearing Tom's pants today. All my clothes are dirty. I hate doing laundry. I hate every part about it. I hate putting it in a bag, lugging to the machine, then putting it in the dryer, lugging it back to our apartment and folding it. I hate it all. Especially the lugging down part. What if someone is already using the machine? What if I forget to check on it and someone takes my wet clothes out and puts them on the table so they can start their wash. And what if I put too many quarters in the dryer and my clothes get baked. I don't like any of it. I also don't like taking it all to a laundry and paying $20. It means I have to move my car. It means I have to worry about getting there and picking it up before they close. Or having to leave it in my car all day long because I had no choice but to pick it up in the morning. What if someone see's all my nice clean clothes and decides to break into my car. Then I'd have no clothes and an expensive window to replace. Life is so hard.
Thursday, December 11th, 2003 link - comments(0)
Wednesday, December 10th, 2003 link - comments(0) What's with Willy Brown calling the Green party a cult? That was ridiculous. I'm really sad that Matt didn't win but I'm really happy that it was such a close race. I think things are going to change in the city. I'm starting to feel more like this is my city and not just the city of politicians.
Tuesday, December 9th, 2003 link - comments(0)
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Sunday, December 7th, 2003 link - comments(0) I have two very strange goldfish. Their names are Peanut Butter and Jelly. One of them has lots of problems. He eats too much and has swim bladder problems which make it hard for him to swim upright. At first, he would just float upside-down when he was resting but it's progressively gotten so bad that he can no longer swim right-side up. It's really sad, he's clearly not doing well and won't last long. I don't have the courage to put him down so I just watch him every day and apologize for his difficult life. I try to hand feed him little pellets since it's very hard for him to get to the food. Peanut Butter and Jelly have always been very fond of each other. They nuzzle and kiss each other. In the past couple of days I have walked into the room to find Jelly snuggled, upside-down next to peanut butter. She feels for him and wants to comfort him. It's very sweet and sad. They will both be re-encarnated into great lovers. Badger?
Saturday, December 6th, 2003 link - comments(0) I came into work today to work in peace and quite. Our building is a bit creepy when it's empty. Our office is right in the front and I'm a bit afraid someone's going to crash through the window, not knowing someone's here. I heard a big thud, then giggles, then car doors slamming and a car driving away. I went out front to investigate and found an abandoned plaid couch. So this street seems to be the prefect place for hookers, old couches, and human feces. I'm crashing the Yahoo! Holiday party tonight. Should be fun. Flaming Lips are playing.
Friday, December 5th, 2003 link - comments(0) Today I got my motorcycle license! I really wasn't expecting to pass. I had meant to practice last weekend a lot but was sick. The lady who tested me was very nice. There were a couple moments I wasn't sure if she was going to pass me. But I am proud to say I am an official licensed motorcycle driver. It feels better than I expected. I feel free. No more illegal driving at night, I am legit now. With all the sickness and Thanksgiving and work stress I totally forgot my jury duty last Monday. They may string me alive. They told me to send in a postponement. Hopefully I'll get off easy this time. I really didn't mean to forget. Just a lot going on. I'm a bad person.
Thursday, December 4th, 2003 link - comments(0) I'm a little more alive today. I had trouble getting up but I finally dragged my ass to work. I was offered a full-time job at Timbuk2 today! This will end 35 months of freelancing. I'm very happy to have a full-time job but it sure feels weird. I seem to be going out in a blaze of glory as I've been sick all week and been working sporadic hours. I meant to work late tonight but ended up not doing it.
Wednesday, December 3rd, 2003 link - comments(0) Blech. December has started out rough. My cold got worse. Today doesn't exist.
Tuesday, December 2nd, 2003 link - comments(0) Woo wee do I have a nasty cold. My throat is trying to choke me to death. I scared this girl at Safeway who didn't want to share my germs. I'm such a maniac I'm going to get a flu shot today. The guidelines say you shouldn't be "severely" sick when you get a shot, I just have a nasty cough so I'm going for it. I like to live on the edge.
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Yesterday was a bad day for "the foot". I kept my foot down all day under my desk and it swelled up a lot. It hurts so much I went home early and cried for a while, feeling sorry for myself. Sometimes you just need a good cry. Then I read almost all of "My Year of Meats" which is turning out to be a really great book. I couldn't put it down. I've only got one chapter to go.
Heavenly Mountain Resort Lake Tahoe Sucks Ass
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