May 30th, 2007

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HOLY FUCKING CHRIST WHY DO I ITCH AGAIN????

I MEAN SERIOUSLY. WHAT THE HELL.

I can't get to sleep for the itching. I was an hour late to work this morning because I couldn't get to sleep LAST night for the itching. My mom has my cell phone so they can take it in and get one with a functioning screen, so I'm depending on Fraher to get my ass out of bed tomorrow.

Lying in bed is HORRIBLE, because I'm doing my best not to scratch, which dissolves into a fit of wild scratching, which dissolves into a fit of whimpering and kicking and wishing it would go away.

I took one of the pills they prescribed for me in the hopes that it would either take the itch away a little or knock me the hell out. That was 45 minutes ago and so far it's done neither.

ALKSDFJLDKFJLAKSDLFAKSLDKFJLSKFJ I AM AWAAAAAAAAAAAKE AND I DO NOT WANT TO LIE BACK DOWN JUST TO BE MISERABLE AND WISH I WERE ASLEEP.

Also, Jessie's mouth is swollen and she feels sick, so they took her to the hospital. I really hope she's okay and it's nothing serious. I'm sure that's not helping me sleep either.

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Swim team = not nearly as bad as I was expecting. MY ALAN IS BACK. I am so pumped about this. See, I am a horrible coach, I play unabashed favorites (not to the kid's faces, but in my HEART), and Alan and Henry are my stinkin' favorites. Since day one. Last summer, Henry didn't swim because he was lifeguarding, and Alan and his family didn't swim because they were doing baseball.

This year, Henry is coaching with me and I got a lovely surprise because I'd already resigned myself to Alan's family not swimming again because of baseball, and they TOTALLY SHOWED UP. It cancelled out the fact that our program director's kids are swimming this year, which meant that the program director who, for as long as I've coached the team, has kept his nose out of my business for the most part and let me coach as I pleased, was sitting in the bleachers with the parents taking mental notes and being generally obnoxious.

Once I started the practice, I fell back into the groove as if it was still last summer or the summer before or the summer before. I have no idea how it happened. I wasn't expecting that at all.

I still don't plan on putting myself through all the junk involved in it next summer, but this summer, at least, I'm glad I'm doing it. I'm glad my last summer coaching, I get to have Henry on deck with me, and Alan in the water and on the sidelines at meets forcing the other kids to cheer for their team. It's gonna be a pretty good summer, I think.

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BWAHAHAHAHA.

I had a feeling this would be the case, I'm actually pretty surprised by how close my internal guess was, but it's still rather frustrating to have sitting in front of me.

In order to not have issues obtaining a new apartment, I need to pay off my debt at my old apartment complex. I left the apartment in kind of shabby condition, I'll admit, and they charged me for some things I really don't think were an issue but I didn't want to argue over (apparently every single set of blinds in the place was broken? I really don't remember broken blinds).

So the total amount that I owe?

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