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Archive for “December, 2003”

I Hate Moving

Friday, December 12th, 2003

For someone who hates moving, I sure do get around. I lived in Astoria for three years and in that time managed to have three different apartments. Then it was off to my grandma’s for a few months while waiting for my Swedish residency permit, then over to Sweden for two years and now back [...]


Too Much Medical Attention

Thursday, December 11th, 2003

You’d think the purchase of a damn tube of Neosporin wouldn’t be a state issue, right? That’s where you’d be wrong. Apparently you have to have a prescription for something like that. Stupid, but workable. You can often get prescriptions by describing symptoms over the phone, just as long as you do so at the [...]


Fever Fever!

Wednesday, December 10th, 2003

I’ve got the fever baby! Really, I do. Just a low grade fever, but a fever none-the-less. I seem entirely too happy about it, don’t I? I’m not, I’m just a little hyper from the pistachio pudding I ate. It’s been a while since sugar flowed through my veins. I think my belly button wound [...]


I’m Disturbed

Tuesday, December 9th, 2003

Did you know there was a TV series based on the movie Tremors???? I didn’t, but it’s on TV at this very moment. I feel like the axis of the world has just shifted. Also, I totally forgot to mention a book I meant to mention in my last post. If you have a little [...]


Raising Girls

Tuesday, December 9th, 2003

Yesterday I bought a gift for Mike’s nine-year-old niece. Normally I like to buy something that involves crafts or games–action, you know? But this girl doesn’t seem to be the type to go for action and crafts. She’s a nice little girl but a bit on the dull side. I noticed last year that she [...]


Psychic or Psycho?

Monday, December 8th, 2003

When I was younger I was convinced I had ESP. I would have flashes of insight and they were usually correct. I don’t know if all this mumbo-jumbo type stuff exists, but I do know it made me avoid a major car crash. It also warned me about a major friendship crash that couldn’t be [...]


My queendom for a soak

Sunday, December 7th, 2003

It’s funny how addicting a habit can become. I’ve been whining all night for a soak, but my belly button says no. There’s blood spurting out of it, which is never a good sign. At least the other three holes are pretty much healed up. I’m such a wimp abut this whole thing–I think it [...]


Foresight is 100/20

Saturday, December 6th, 2003

I wish foresight could be 20/20 instead of hindsight. I can’t believe we’re going to be in the US in less than a month! We have a survival plan (I sub in my home town, Mike works through the temp agency, we hope like hell he gets a job in his field) but we have [...]


Boring boring boring

Friday, December 5th, 2003

Today has been boring. Very, very boring. I’m shuffling around here like a little old lady, just wondering when I’m going to be able to go swimming or eat a cookie or have a little fun. I thought it was supposed to heal quicker than this? Impatient? Me? Whatever gave you that idea? Really, the [...]


The Missing Level of Hell

Thursday, December 4th, 2003

It’s obvious that Dante never had to spend the night in a hospital room full of old women. If he did, Satan would be tormented by snoring, moaning Alzhiemer’s victims, not frozen in a pool of green ice. Last night was far and away the most hellish night of my life. Far. And. Away. Puking [...]