SOMEONE HAS STOLEN MY LUNCH OUT OF THE BREAKROOM FRIDGE. THIS REPRESENTS A SIGNIFICANT FINANCIAL LOSS TO ME. NOW I HAVE TO PAY FOR LUNCH, WHICH I CANNOT AFFORD. WHERE IS MY FUCKING COKE AND STRING CHEESE YOU FUCKING NAZIS???????????? ALSO, I WANT MY TUPPERWARE BACK!! HOW MANY MORE HOURS WILL YOU HOLD ONTO THIS […]
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“Revised my uterus.” Now, if only the story *opens* that way…
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Stephanie and I were sitting at the kitchen table this morning lingering over our coffee and talking about the trip we took to the bookstore yesterday. “I was so upset they didn’t have that fourth book I wanted,” she said. “Which one was it?” I asked. “It’s called _Death in Little Italy_. It’s set in
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I biked down to the local Walmart to get out of the house and wander around looking for a bike headlamp and backlight, since I’ll be biking home from MA class in the dark. I stopped by a cheap local diner for lunch (yes, I’m poor, and here I am spending $8 on lunch. Anyway).
Got to class again last night, and signed up “for real” (which involved paying money! That I sort of had!). Master T. asked about my med ID braclet, and I babbaled on about having type 1 and how I test before and after class, and I keep my emergency sugar right there by my water…
One of the things I’m working really hard on this year is managing my out-of-control finances. Sure, there was some bad luck in there, but there’s also been a lot of careless spending on my part. I don’t keep track of what I spend. I don’t balance my checkbook. I just keep approximate ideas of
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About to head out the door to MA class. Had to adjust my dinner insulin to compensate. Last time, I tried subtracting 2 units, and had a low during class and another around 2am. So this time I’m subtracting 3 units and eating a graham cracker right before bed. Thing is, when I went to