September 1st, 2005

hat

back

up at the normal time or that is the time that become normal for me when I started going to bed at 7. I feel pretty good although it looks like my face is going to take some time to heal. but nothing has spread in the last couple of days and the swelling is way way down. I don't have to go to the eye doctor today so I could actually get some things done here. must remember what it was I was up to when my face exploded.

I wish I could think of something of value to say about the gulf coast. I mean I could go off in several directions and I've heard all sorts of things that I'd like to argue with but in the end all I'm left with is why are we so slow to respond. maybe we're not. maybe rescue efforts are bustling. I just don't get the sense that we feel the urgency though.

I think I will stop by the zen center today and see if they are doing anything organized to help and if there is something I can do. from this far away with my budget not much seems possible except maybe to bag food or collect medical supplies.

anyway. I do think I will do some work of my own today. suddenly teaching is only ten days off. !!
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    frustrated frustrated
nancy fight

thievery incorporated

every time the mail comes with no insurance checks I curse a little more loudly. finally I check the status of my claims online, which I had been avoiding as I did not see the point in looking for more reasons to get angry, and I find that the ones I thought were being readjusted are just sitting there, and the ones that I have heard no word on for six weeks are still "pending," and that one bill, which looks identical to all the rest on my end, has been rejected because the diagnosis number is not right.

wtf.

so I send indignant email off to the student health insurance office. here's hoping I will hear from them in the next day or two. I guess when my therapist said I was under more stress than I'm aware of that this for instance was what she was talking about. fucking fuckers. I'm sitting here without rent money and they sit on their asses coming up with new bogus reasons not to pay me. I swear to god profiting from others' medical expenses should be outlawed. insurance should be non-profit, at the very least.
  • Current Mood
    pissed off pissed off
nancy fight

and so forth

crap. why did I think that taking care of that would make me feel better? I felt better when I was avoiding the whole issue and just blindly waiting for a check. now I know that I'm not going to see any of this money anytime soon and that just stresses me out more.

in the meantime, I am still not registered, my fees still have not been paid, and I still can't get an emergency loan from school. I asked the people in charge of this if I had been properly hired yet, and one of them said she would let the other explain to me the difficulties they had in straightening out my file and the other never got back to me at all. so I don't know what's going on there. I should just go to school tomorrow and look exasperated.

maybe I should do that now. oh wait. I have an appointment in the city at 5. can't go running off to the east bay.

fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck.
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    infuriated infuriated
mutts earl

sunny side

in less annoying news, welcome back sea breeze.

the last couple of days have made it clear that summer is right around the corner in san francisco.
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    peaceful cool