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June 04, 2006

Car insurance is really confusing. My policy is up for renewal and I decided to sort of shop around and see what there was to see. I didn't really have time to do that in December, because I had insure the car quick under my name because we thought it would be a good idea to have that taken care of before I used the car to move. Plus, it had to be done so I could take care of the plates, etc, which was a matter of some little urgency because the plates were going to expire in January. But now, I've got three weeks to decide what to do about insurance, so I figured it couldn't hurt to poke around.

This would be a straightforward operation if there hadn't been an, oh, 18 month or so gap where I didn't have car insurance. Because I didn't have the car in my possession. If I had known this was going to cause an issue, I would have come up with some way to leave my name on the insurance. Apparently, because I had a gap of more than 31 days within the past 3-5 years, my previous record of continuous insurance from the age of 16 means nothing. I'm still paying less than I would pay in DC (it's hard to pay MORE than I was paying in DC...), but it's ridiculously expensive. And I got a speeding ticket in February (my first ticket EVER. I thought the limit on that road was 35, not 25. I was also have a massively bad day, which the ticket did not help), which also increased my rates (but not by as much as I'd been afraid it will). The main problem seems to be the insurance gap, not the speeding ticket. Because when I plugged in the info for a quick quote at one place, my premium amount was $280. When I did the detailed quote that included previous insurance coverage, it jumped to $672. Um, no. Not so much.

What I think is missing here is a reasoning process for why I didn't have insurance for those 18 or so months. The reason was, I didn't have a car! It's not that I was tooling around uninsured- I wasn't. There was no car, hence, no reason for car insurance. I really think there should be some way of pointing that out, because I'm getting screwed here and apparently will continue to get screwed for the next 2 and a half to 4 and a half years. I wonder if I call them up and explain this to the phone people if the answer would change. Hmm. An idea, despite how much I hate the phone.

Oh, and in addition, I have until the 24th to decide what to do about health insurance. My current coverage is...well, remarkable in that it exists. It doesn't cover my prescriptions very well (there's a $35 monthly limit on prescription coverage. My cheapest medication (of the 4 I take on a daily basis) is $79. Yeah, not so helpful). Otherwise, the coverage is reasonably fine. I'm probably just going to roll it over and not do anything about it, because anything better is also going to be more expensive, and still won't completely mitgate the fact I pay nearly $400 a month for medication. And no, I'm not eligible for the free/reduced prescription programs by the drug companies. You have to be uninsured and not eligible for coverage. I'm both insured and eligible for coverage. So that's a no-go. Believe me, I've tried. It's just really very frustrating. It's not like I asked to need a somewhat ridiculous amount of medication to function correctly. I'm doing the best I can, here.

I've just written an entire post on insurance. I think I'm officially boring as hell.

May 22, 2006

Summer Reading Challenge 2006

Summerreadingchallenge

I've joined the Summer Reading Challenge 2006! From June 1 to August 31, I'm challenging myself to read 10 books from my bookshelves that I've never read and then blog about them. This could lead to a really interesting and random assortment of books, since there's 1) a lot of books on my bookshelves and 2) a lot of books I haven't read yet. Should be fun.

December 19, 2005

A Christmas Survey

Colored lights or white lights?
As blasphemous as my Babcia would say it is, I love multicolored lights. They're cheerful!

Real tree or fake tree?
Fake, fake, as fake as can be. I'm really, very, no kidding around allergic to pine trees. We discovered that when we spent part of Christmas at the hospital because I couldn't breathe and was covered in hives when I was about 4.

What is your least favorite thing about the holidays?
Working retail. I actually don't mind hurried, cranky customers- it's part of the job, and I'm usually pretty good at diffusing the worst of the crankiness. But the Christmas music from Halloween to Christmas Day is enough to make my head explode.

What is the one thing that you would like to see under the tree this year?
I really don't know. I know I asked for some things, like some DVDs and a couple of books. And I know I've got a couple of surprises coming to me, too.

What is your favorite thing to do/build in the snow?
Snowmen! And snowwomen! Big ones, that are so tall I can't put the head on by myself. It's been a good long time since there was snow enough to do that.

What is your favorite holiday drink?
Hot Chocolate, I suppose. I'm not big on beverages, in general.

What is your favorite holiday smell?
Baking cookies. Mmmm.

Who is your favorite reindeer?
I've never really thought about it....to pick one at random, let's say Blitzen.

What is your Christmas Eve ritual?
Nowadays we go to Midnight Mass and then open the presents when we get home so everyone can sleep in. We used to set out the cookies and the milk and the whole nine yards, though, when I was little.

Are you a Friday after Thanksgiving shopper?

Ohhhh, no. If I'm not working, I don't leave the house. Too crazy.

What is your favorite holiday food?
Christmas cookies. Oh, and candy canes.

How did you find out that Santa wasn't real?
You know, I don't remember? I remember thinking Santa was real, because of the story my dad would tell about seeing a boot in the fireplace, but I can't remember when we stopped doing the Santa thing. Probably when my brother was old enough- I usually held out long enough for him to be old enough to stop believing. Not sure if it was because I sort of already knew and didn't want to spoil his fun, or if I'm the one who always wanted to believe and he wasn't so much (we're only 2.5 years apart, so it's not like it was a huge gap of time before we were both old enough to stop believing).

Who do you want to be under the mistletoe with?
Dunno. No one, this year, really. Maybe next year.

Have you bought all your presents yet?
They're bought, wrapped, shipped, and arrived already. All I have to do is put the bows on them when I get to Columbus.

Do you spend Christmas with a lot of family?
My family is pretty small, but we usually manage to see everyone at some point. So, yeah, I guess that's true. We're all home for Christmas this year, which will be very nice.

Do you still make snowmen and snow angels?
Of course! What else are you supposed to do with snow?

What's your favorite Christmas movie?
A Charlie Brown Christmas. Just because.

What do you plan to do for New Year's Eve?
Heck if I know. Hopefully we'll have arrived in Columbus by then with all my stuff. I might let Gina drag me out if it's at a reasonable hour. Otherwise, I'll probably just stay home.

What's the weirdest thing you've ever gotten for Christmas?
I can't think of anything really odd right now, honestly.

What's the most expensive thing you've gotten for Christmas?
Possibly the Nintendo. Or the keyboard. Something along those lines.

How early do you wake up on Christmas morning?
Well, since we did the presents at 2AM, we all sleep in. The rule used to be you couldn't get up until 7, though.

What do you usually get in your stocking?
Stockings are for candy and little fun drugstore type things, like hairclips and lipbalm.

What about you?

December 07, 2005

December

This is December. This is now. My head still thinks it's September, but my feet are definitely cold enough for December.

I have a paper due in 11 days that I haven't started writing. I've not quite finished the reading on it, either.

I'll get a take-home final mailed to me on Tuesday and I'll have a week to finish it. It's due the day after the paper is due.

I am moving in something approximating twenty-one days. To Ohio. Back in with my parents.

I need to be nearly completely packed in 14 days, since that is when I will fly home.

I have five days of work left here in DC.

I have not heard when I might start working in Columbus.

I need to wrap and ship everyone's Christmas gifts. They are all bought, I am just waiting on one to arrive.

I should really send Christmas Cards out. I bought them, they are sitting on the desk. I just have to write them.

I have three parties to go to in the span of a week.

There is laundry downstairs in the washing machine and I am now wishing I hadn't put it in, because I can't go to bed until it is done. And I'm tireder than I realized.

I don't think I ate dinner. I should do that.

Did I mention I'm moving? 400 miles back to the land of my birth? Yeah.

(And yes, I'm still finishing my degree- that is the number one question I get asked when I tell people I'm moving.  I just have a research paper to write and an exam to pass. I can write a paper and study for an exam just as well in Ohio as I can in DC. Possibly better, actually, because I won't be quite so stressed over money, and because I'll be you know, home).

November 23, 2005

It's snowing! Or at least it was when I was coming home from work. Yay!

Mmmm. Cold

Hello winter. It's coooolllld today. Finally. It won't last, it'll be in the 60s again next week (sigh), but right now, it's 38 and it won't get much warmer. And they're saying we may get snow tonight (a dusting, nothing much, but still, any winter where it snows by Thanksgiving is good by me).

It may be a bit ironic that someone who detests being cold loves winter. It's true that I really do hate being cold- it hurts. Being hot is annoying, but it doesn't hurt. Cold settles in behind my chest and just stays there, a lump of ice in the middle of me, radating out. But, I do love wearing layers of clothing. I am the Queen of Layers. When I was in high school, in a building where the heat was barely functional, and we weren't allowed to wear our coats during the day, I used to wear a tank top under a long sleeve t-shirt, under my blouse, under a sweater and still be cold. I would wear leggings under my pants or if I had to wear a skirt, I had on tights, flannel boxers and then my shirt. With socks over the tights (do keep in mind that this was the mid 1990s. Leggings and socks over tights were actually in style for a good part of my high school career. And bear in mind that I was wearing a uniform to school, too, so I didn't have a whole lot of choice in the matter). I have toned down the layers, somewhat (helps that I can wear warmer clothing than that stupid uniform. Also helps that most of the places I spend most of my time in have functional heating), but I am currently wearing a tshirt under a thick sweater and am considering going and swapping the tshirt for a long-sleeve tshirt instead, or putting my hoodie on over the sweater. 

Of course, I'm cold because I don't have the heater on in my apartment, despite the fact that it's 38 degrees out. This is because the heater is too powerful for my bitty 11x14 apartment and if I turn it on, I'll be roasting within 15 minutes and it will take days to make it comfortable in here again (I like it to be cold when I'm sleeping. Means I can burrow under three or four or five blankets and be all snuggly). I did finally shut the window (duh. But if the temperature outside gets above 50, I have to have it open, or it's unbearably stuffy in here because my apartment is on the side of the building that gets the sun all day). I put my handwarmers on, too, and curled up in bed for a little while, but I wasn't as sleepy as I thought, so I had to get up. But then I remembered something! Last winter, over the Martin Luther King Jr. long weekend, the boiler that makes the heaters work on my side of the building died, and the leasing company couldn't get anyone to come fix it until Tuesday. And of course, it was bitterly cold that weekend. I went to Target at 8pm on a Saturday night and bought a space heater, another blanket, and hot chocolate mix. So I own a space heater, which lived by my desk all last winter (the desk is between the windows, and the windows are a bit leaky, even when I don't have them cracked to circulate some air in here). And, wonder of wonders, I even knew where it was! (bottom shelf of the shelving unit in the little closet. I was so proud of myself). So, I pulled it out and cleared off a nice stable space (it's a really safe ceramic heater, with an auto-tip shut-off, but it's still a good idea to have a good level spot for it) and turned it on. Ah. Almost warm hands (the spot I cleared off isn't a really great one, but it will do for the moment, because I would have to move a bunch of stuff to put it in a more ideal location and I don't really feel like figuing out where to put the stuff I'd have to move). Bliss.

I have to go to work for a couple of hours (I'm covering part of a shift for someone- another coworker took the closing part of the shift, but has a full time job, so she couldn't come in until 6, so I'm taking the hours prior to 6. It's great for me, because I don't have to close or be there all day on my nominal day off). But then I have tomorrow off for Thanksgiving, and I'm not sure, but I think I have Black Friday off, too, somehow. I had thought I was covering someone, but the calendar had someone else down for the shift I thought I was covering, so I have to double check that tonight. I kind of really hope that I'm not actually on the schedule, because it was a closing shift I was meant to cover, and it would be perfectly fine with me if I don't have to actually work it. Plus, I have a million things to do, schoolwork-wise, and could really use the time off. So I am off to go get ready for work. Y'all have a nice night. Stay warm!

November 16, 2005

Hello, Fall.

Or winter, as the case might be. Although I doubt it, it's much too early for winter here (although apparently not in Ohio, from the looks of the forcast- snow!). It started to pour rain about fifteen minutes ago all of a sudden (although it's been threatening to since last night) and the temperature outside dropped 10 degrees in a half hour. Hello Cold Front, nice of you to stop by.

I think I was very smart when I got home around noon and decided to go on and put my sweatpants on when I changed out of my skirt because I didn't figure on leaving the house again today. It's clear now that was a Good Idea.

Confusion Driver

I think my father and my late grandfather would love driving in Northern Virginia. Why? Because you can NEVER go back the same way you came. It's not possible. I don't quite understand this, but for some reason, the roads there are not symmetrical- the exits don't have a corresponding exit going the other direction. For example: today I drove down to Springfield, VA to do something for school. I got there by going across Key Bridge and taking US 50 to VA 27 (Washington Blvd) to 395S to 95S (via the Mixing Bowl*). It was fairly straightforward by NoVa standards (I swear, Viriginia has the most complicated system of roads ever. There is apparently no such thing as a straight shot to anywhere in the state). Well, I did what I went to do, and I'm heading back up to DC, so you'd think I'd just reverse the process and be fine, no? No. No, not quite. While, yes, I did get back onto 95 to 395, there was not an exit on 395N that corresponded to the exit I took when I got on 395S. Argh. Luckily, there were signs leading to Roslyn and Key Bridge (there aren't, always, in NoVa, I've found. Another thing that makes driving down there so frustrating), so I was able to figure out how to get back. But really, would it have been so hard to just make your exits symmetrical? Apparently, yes, it would be.


*The Mixing Bowl is this large interchange in Virginia where 95, 395, 495, and a couple of local roads come together. It's also constantly under construction, as there is this massive improvement project going on that's apparently been going on forever (and will continue to go on forever, I suppose). It's widely regarded as the most confusing and annoying spot on the local highways, and I know people who will go miles out of their way to avoid it. Personally, I don't think it's such a big deal, but that could be because I grew up with the 70/71 split, where FOUR highways come together (70, 71, 315 and 670), along with exits to two main Downtown roads (4th St and Broad St.), so I'm not easily intimidated by interchanges. You just need to pay attention to which lane goes where, and get into the lane you want as soon as you know which one it is, or as soon as it comes up. I'm completely conditioned to do that from learning how to drive in Columbus. I'll agree that the construction is irritating when it shifts the traffic patterns, and that adding in Virginia/Maryland/DC drivers makes things a bit interesting, but really, it's not nearly so scary as people made it out to be when I first moved here.

November 14, 2005

Accomplished

I feel all accomplished today. Today I:

1. went to the grocery store (note to self- the very last thing your freezer needs is another bag of frozen pepper strips. I know they sound like an excellent idea- and they are- but you've got a container full of frozen pepper strips in there already, plus probably another bag lurking in the back. You DO NOT need more peppers. Promise)
2. went to Target (I should not go to Target, but I needed paper products. And hair product.)
3. did laundry (I own entirely too many pairs of white gym socks. Seriously, I filled a washing machine with three tshirts and gym socks. I now own somewhat fewer pairs of socks, since I tossed out anything that didn't have a mate and anything that was seriously grungy (my work shoes tended to bleed onto my socks when they were new. They don't so much anymore, but the first couple of months they did. Probably because it was also summer and very hot), so the collection shrunk a bit. But really, when you can fill a washer with socks, methinks you perhaps have too many...)
4. cooked chili and oatmeal (not together, of course)
5. made an appointment to get a flu shot on Friday
6.. went to the post office to mail a letter requesting the records of my sinus surgery back in 1997
7. went to school to print out part of the readings for tomorrow's class (yeah, I own a printer, but the computer labs at school have laser printers and they print PDFs faster and the ink doesn't bleed when you highlight it, so I usually print stuff like that at school. As a grad student, I get a certain amount of photocopying/printing money from my department every semester, so I don't really pay for it (well, I do, in that I pay tuition, but I don't, in that I didn't have to come up with the $3 to print everything off today)).
8. retrieved the new allergy preventing matress cover I bought some time ago and left in the back of Kate's car (I forgot I bought it until I was in Target today. Kate also forgot it was in the back of her car, so it's not like she's been needing me to get it out of there).
9. changed the sheets on my bed, flipping the matress and putting on said new allergy preventing matress cover in the process (mmm, flannel sheets...)
10. read the stuff I printed out for class tomorrow (although I haven't read the entire book I was supposed to read. I think I've got enough of the point, though, and I did read all the articles, so good enough).
11. secured my second interview for both my oral history project and my independent study project.
12. sent an email to confirm something for my independent study project.
13. Made dinner (well, made a baked potato, which is close enough)

That's quite a bit for one day. Whew.

November 13, 2005

Groggy Sunday

I changed the colors. I like them better, but I really wish I knew how to change the layout and make it all fancy-like. I don't have the time to learn right now, and my people who might know how to do such are all insanely busy, so I don't want to bug them to show me how, right now. So I will be content with changing the colors and a tiny bit of the style with the pre-fab templates. But eventually, I really do want to know how to make things cool. I used to be reasonably good with website creation, before CSS came on the scene. I might have very little actual artistic ability, but I've always been pretty decent with laying things out and knowing what works together. It's weird- I'll have a picture in my head, and it will be perfect, but if I go to draw it or paint it or whatever, it never works. Some sort of disconnect between my brain and my manual dexterity, perhaps? It wouldn't surprise me- manual dexterity and hand-eye coordination have never been my strong suits. I'm shocked I'm able to knit and crochet, let alone do them well (I may still be something of a beginner, but my stuff looks pretty decent).

I am so groggy. I think it's the decongestant. I really don't understand why decongestants that the doctor swears up and down won't make me drowsy, and in fact might make me jittery, invaribly make me extremely sleepy. Like unable to keep my head up sleepy. Must call the doctor's tomorrow and see if they can give me something without psudophedrine in it. I never remember to ask if that's in there, and I bet that's the problem, because guifenisin doesn't historically turn me into a zombie. But yes, the ENT visit was somewhat successful. My sinsuses are not in good shape right now, which I knew, but it was nice to have confirmation of that. I'm to attack them with saline solution and this stuff that he called Listerine for your sinuses (doesn't that sound lovely?), and do the nasal spray (which he admits might not work as well on me, but even if it does just dribble back out, some of the medicine will stick, he thinks), and take the hardcore prescription decongestants for two weeks, get a CT scan and come back. I am not terribly happy about all this, given that the decongestants are knocking me out and the nasal lavage is incredibly uncomfortable (and my sinuses aren't draining all the saline solution, so I'll go to lie down or tilt my head funny and there will be this rush of water behind my face which makes me dizzy. Need to ask about that, too). But I'll do it anyway. He was honest, and said that it did seem like I have some sort of global defect in my upper respiratory system (That was not a surprise- I knew there was a congenital sinus defect, and I knew my nasal passages were smaller than average), and while it can't be completely fixed or completely cured, there are things that can be done to make it less of a problem than it is. Which, you know, I appreciated. I know it can't be completely cured- I was told back when they did the sinus surgery that it would likely need to be repeated- but it was nice to hear a medical professional admit that he can't completely fix me. Makes me feel less like it's my fault. And I already have had an incurable chronic condition for more than twenty years, so it's not like I'm a stranger to this sort of thing. I could see where some people might be really upset with the fact that this isn't something that can be completely fixed, but I'm like, dude, if you can make it so it's a once or twice a year thing, I'll love you forever. I don't actually feel any better yet, but at least the problem is somewhat identified and someone has looked at it.

Let's see, what else? I went to Gettysburg for a school trip yesterday. It was fun. I had only been once before, the summer before 8th grade, so that's about 12 years ago now, I think. There were places we saw yesterday that I don't remember seeing back then, and we saw places that I definitely remember seeing. Gettysburg is an interesting place on a number of levels. It's one of the most mythologized places in American history (did you know that a lot of what we know about certain parts of the battle were written by people who weren't even there? I didn't, for some of it.), and so there's a lot of mystique surrounding the place. It's also interesting on a historical preservation level. A lot of people complain about the almost theme-park feel to the site, which I think is due to the presence of about a million memorials that are scattered all around the park. These memorials, however, are also part of the preservation story, since they were erected by the states in the late 19th, early 20th century. Gettysburg is also one of the first battlefields to have any sort of official memorializing and preservation, so in some ways, the manner in which it's preserved seems antiquated, or even wrong, today.

It really does not have the same sort of feel as, say, Antietam. Antietam is downright spooky, even on a bright sunny day. It's quiet, and there are few markers. It's mostly just this expanse of land that you know people died on. It's a little scary, and not necessairly somewhere I'd want to visit on a foggy, rainy day, truthfully. The dead are close to the surface there (to be fair, Antietam was the bloodiest battle of the entire war, and one of the bloodiest battles in American history. According to this site, more people were killed or wounded there than in the Revolutionary War, the War of 1812, the Mexican War and the Spanish American War combined, and the casualties were nine times higher there than the American casulaties were on D-Day. That's a lot of people dead on this little patch of land...) . Gettysburg does have certain areas that feel like that (the wheatfield is one, the peach orchard is another), but it's an all around brighter place to be.

But the trip was enjoyable, although I'm not sure yet how to incorporate it into my paper (which was the point of me going, to see how one can teach using a historic site).

The paper just might do me in, though. Both papers. I'm short an interview for my oral history project yet, and that is insanely stressful. I really, really, absolutely need to do something about that tomorrow. Or my professor might really kill me. I also need to do a mountain of reading for both projects. I'm too sleepy to read today, though- I'd make it through three pages, before I'd be face down, I think. So that will have to happen tomorrow. I did, however, come up with what sounds like a viable topic for my research project next semester. Thank God. I have also managed to register, although I still need to do the paperwork that lets me be classified as a full time student even though I'm only registered for one class (I would not care about full time status, except I don't get my financial aid and I lose my loan deferrment status if I'm not classified as a full time student. This would be Very Bad, as I need the money to live on, and I don't have any way to pay on my loans right now, either). I do, however, need to convince my advisor to do something about the fact that they won't let me graduate because of the B- I got in one of my classes. He told me he'd make sure it wasn't a problem, but he hasn't as yet, and I'd prefer that to get taken care of now, as opposed to say, April. But other than that, it looks like I might actually get to graduate in May. How exciting would that be? I'm being very cautious about feeling like that is a sure thing, because there are things that still need to happen (passing the comps springs to mind...), and I don't want to be too confident, since it may still not happen, but I'm being very quietly and cautiously optimistic that I may yet make it out of grad school with an actual degree.

I'm also moving back to Columbus. Soon. Like, within the next four months for sure, and possibly within the next six weeks, soon. I'm happy about this. There will be things I will miss in DC (my friends and coworkers, for one) but there are many more things that will be better for me in Columbus (my friends and my family, for one. Cheap rent, for another). I can write a research paper in Columbus just as well as I can in DC, so there's no real reason for me to stay here until May. I'll have to come back a couple of times to deal with certain things (comps, perhaps a class presentation or something), but that will be so very much cheaper than living here. Mind you, I have no idea how I'll get all my stuff back to Ohio, or where the heck I'm going to live once I get there (I suspect my parents' house at first, for all that I've sworn not to move back in, but apartment hunting will be much easier to do if I'm local), but that will all iron itself out. Or so my mother claims. She's right more often than not, though, so I should probably listen to her (kidding, Mom. I do listen to you).