I'm a bit grumpy. So while my (delicious) chicken and rice cooks, let me vent, yeh? Insurance. Insurance can go screw. The lady I talked to was very nice and helpful, so I hope I didn't yell at her. But when the insurance company fails to transfer my primary care provider to one within 100 miles of me, then when I get that sorted out tells me that it won't transfer until next month and that my old provider will have to write a referral for a biannual visit I need, and then when the old clinic calls and says that they're not listed as my primary provider because the insurance company transferred me already... Yeah... That makes me a bit grumpy.
And then when the two old dudes who like to hoard the only two ellipticals for 1-2 hours every night at the same time are hoarding the only two ellipticals AGAIN, that makes me a bit grumpy too. Seriously. They probably use the elliptical for the same reason I do--bad knees, bad back--but...an hour plus? That's a bit excessive, yeh? Yeh.
Anyway, at least last night was productive. Wrote a short story that's probably awful and finished a poem that isn't too bad and then went to sleep and wished I didn't have to get up for work. Yay me. I'm so freaking boring.
Also, Donald Trump sucks and Hilary Clinton sucks (or doesn't, if Monica is anything to go by...) and ISIS sucks and the rapey immigrants in Sweden & elsewhere suck and make life harder for their fellow immigrants & will probably trigger a swing to near-Fascism if things don't get better and run-on sentences suck and the world sucks and somehow life has never been better. What a day. What a LOVELY day.
At least I've been reading a lot. That counts for something, right?
