File these under "T," for "Things That Are Pissing Me Off Today":

- My cousin takes 15-20 minute showers twice daily. Ordinarily, I'd say go ahead and shower to your hygiene's content--whatever twangs your balalaikas. But! Water prices have been on the rise, especially with the threat of the dreaded D-word hanging above our heads, which is putting a strain on my parents' checking account. My cousin's been living with us for... I don't even remember how long anymore and she STILL doesn't pay rent. Not like we'd charge her anything super-exorbitant--she is, after all, family--but in a way that's what makes it more aggravating. Now it's like she feels she can get away with it, and quite frankly, my mother's getting tired of it. When the shit hits the fan, I sure as hell don't want to be around...

- I can't for the life of me figure out where all these rashes are coming from. Long ago we ruled out scabies, and I'm sure that eczema along can't explain how suddenly it came on and how widespread it is. I still haven't seen a dermatologist (damn insurance, or lack thereof!) but hopefully that will change soon. I just wish I knew what to tell him/her. So far I've found out that we have changed detergents, so it could be an allergic reaction, as the rashes appear generally anywhere I wear clothes (which is to say, EVERYWHERE except my face). I also suspect that perhaps it could be some sort of contact dermatitis from exposure to certain chemicals at my work (which should mean that if I cover up--and believe me, I do--it should start to go away...which it hasn't). Hydrocortisone doesn't work as well as it should in that it brings me very little relief, and it's getting ridiculous to the point where it's robbing me of precious sleep time. I don't know what to do. All I know is that the South Koreans better hurry up and do something with their pseudoceramide discovery so I can get some relief!

- You know those people who think they're The Academic Shit--the ones who ask questions in class not because they don't know or because they need clarification, but because they already know the answer and want to rub it in everyone else's faces that they're just SO smart? There's a guy like that in my virology class. Every time he speaks, I want to kill him. He's the reason our class is behind ONE FULL LECTURE (and it's only the fourth class!)--he keeps interjecting (without even raising his hand most of the time) which sidetracks our professor, who isn't the clearest person to follow in the first place. I did all I could to concentrate on trying to learn in today's class, but I found myself trying to suppress my urge to kill him even more. Although... it was funny when the girl sitting behind me whispered "Oh my God, shut the fuck up" or other variants on that theme whenever he spoke. Glad to know I'm not the only one who hates him.

Now file these under "W," for "Why My Life Doesn't Completely Suck Despite Those Things Listed Above":

- I have to keep reminding myself that my friends are awesome. Not because sometimes I doubt the veracity of that statement, but because it's easy to overlook when things get rough. I listened through the drunk dials from this weekend again when there was downtime at work today. It makes me feel like I should have a "friend fund" where the express purpose of that money I save is to blow it all on going out with my friends. Our next planned excursion is at the end of the month... maybe. I guess there was talk about heading up to Tahoe the last weekend of September. I'm totally in if it's going to happen. I haven't been up that way in years.

- I am thankful for the fact that my parents are incredibly supportive of whatever I do, even if my mom does piss me off sometimes more than is necessary every once in a while when she questions my choices. Even then she is ultimately supportive of my decisions... as long as I find someway to explain them to her. My friend at work was complaining again because her parents are pretty much refusing to help her out if she decides to renew her internship, which is such bullshit. Shouldn't it be your desire as a parent to make sure that your kids don't endure the same hardships you did? Because if it isn't, doesn't that make you seem just a tad bitter? I don't know. Seems like they're rushing to push her out of their house or something. That is something I will never understand about American culture: the sink-or-swim mentality of adulthood--you're an adult now, so you're out. Is that a common thing? Maybe it's less common than I think, but I certainly get the impression that my parents believe it to be the norm.

- Affogato--gelato and espresso make everything better.

Know-it-alls are people that seem to be hated wherever they go. You'd think they'd know that. :P
» randomjunk on 2007-09-05 12:46:24

So frustrating, so wish to wring his little rubbery neck. But, yes, my skin is weird, too. These red things pop up everywhere. The dont itch. They just pop up and go away in a few hours. Lucky you have supportive parents. Good for you. (^-')=b
» Candace on 2007-09-05 12:56:38

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