Rant VII: Now With 25% Less Drama
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My great aunt died at the end of November. Shortly after my grandfather died. My great uncle is a wreck after losing his wife and brother in the span of a few weeks. My dad isn't dong so hot either.
I had an awful case of the flu right before Christmas. I came this close to going to the ER.
My brother got the flu too. He felt sick, so he stumbled over the to toilet to vomit... and then he woke up with my sister in law crying and holding his head up while blood ran down his face. He passed out, smashed he head into the side of the toilet, and had a huge gash open up on his forehead. He just got out of the hospital now after a ton of stitches and a minor concussion.
My best friend's family got into a nasty, horrible fight before they were all getting ready to go on vacation. Like, crying and screaming at each other. Since he wasn't involved he tried to get out of the house to go see his girlfriend. She decided that was the perfect time to tell him she started cheating on him with her ex out of the blue. Now he's depressed and heartbroken while his family isn't speaking to each other.
My parents are worried about losing their house. They're fighting like cats and dogs lately. And I'm being kept out of the loop, so I barely know anything about the whole situation.
It's been a shitty, shitty month overall. Here's hoping 2012 turns out better.
I had an awful case of the flu right before Christmas. I came this close to going to the ER.
My brother got the flu too. He felt sick, so he stumbled over the to toilet to vomit... and then he woke up with my sister in law crying and holding his head up while blood ran down his face. He passed out, smashed he head into the side of the toilet, and had a huge gash open up on his forehead. He just got out of the hospital now after a ton of stitches and a minor concussion.
My best friend's family got into a nasty, horrible fight before they were all getting ready to go on vacation. Like, crying and screaming at each other. Since he wasn't involved he tried to get out of the house to go see his girlfriend. She decided that was the perfect time to tell him she started cheating on him with her ex out of the blue. Now he's depressed and heartbroken while his family isn't speaking to each other.
My parents are worried about losing their house. They're fighting like cats and dogs lately. And I'm being kept out of the loop, so I barely know anything about the whole situation.
It's been a shitty, shitty month overall. Here's hoping 2012 turns out better.
2011 is the year that can go fuck itself.
GasBandit
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Dave Barry agrees with you. I think I'll start a thread about it.
Sorry you gotta do that, Dave.
To be fair, he may have just clicked the heart icon, which, not being labelled, could have been interpreted to be sympathy or love toward Dave, not his dog being put down.
That's what I assumed. Not "love the post" but "hearts for you". It's ambiguous. The disapprove one is also ambiguous; if I badmouth a movie, does it get disapprove because someone also dislikes the movie, or because someone likes it and disagrees, or because the person just doesn't like me?
I'm sure the forum will have its little war about it in time.
Cajungal
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Jesus, man. My grandmother's in the hospital again. Last time she was sick, her insurance allowed her to stay at a rest home for 3 months. She got a little strength back, but she's not eating anymore. Her doctor's begging her to put on some weight. She's diabetic, so usually she can't eat anything she wants, but he's pretty much given her leave to eat anything as long as it packs on pounds. She's 95 pounds. Congestive heart failure, diabetic, living with a mooch of a middle-aged son who's mentally unstable (really), and she spends all day in bed because she can't bear to walk around on those skeletal legs. I don't even know what to hope for anymore. She seems so unhappy. I'm not saying I want her to go anywhere, but she's talked to my mom about how different her life is now, and how long she enjoyed independence. I just wish she could be well enough to do some of the things she liked again.
Can we restart 2012? I know it's only been 6 days, but they've all been bad days so far; and I'd really like a mulligan. The good news is my sinus infection has really cleared up nicely. The bad news started yesterday when I was driving my wife to the gym to pick up her car, and then we were both heading our separate ways to work. Unfortunately, I got pulled over for failure to yield to a pedestrian in a crosswalk (woman ran in front of me after initially walking away from the crosswalk and then doubling back, and even then I was almost through the crosswalk on the far right lane when she just entered it on the far left lane of a 5 lane street). At this point I'm expecting a citation for failure to yield and a stern warning from the cop. This is not what I get. Instead, when the officer runs my DL, he sees something that I had no idea he would see. I'm driving while suspended. He comes back to my window, asks for my keys, and asks me what the last thing is I was arrested for. Not, have you ever been arrested, or were you aware that your license was suspended, or anything like that, just "What's the last thing you were arrested for." Now, I've never been arrested, my criminal record is completely clean, and I have one ticket in the past 5 years - for driving too fast for conditions. And while the officer was a prick the entire time, and failed to provide me with any accurate information throughout the morning, my issue isn't really with him.
My issue is with the state. Back in July or August or whenever, I was in a car accident. Minor little fender-bender on the freeway, I rear-ended the guy in front of me when he slammed on his brakes in the rain and I did the same, but mine didn't stop me before the back of his car did. It took me some time to be able to afford to pay the ticket, which I never had any intention of fighting or appealing, because I really did rear-end the guy in front of me. So, when I could afford to pay the ticket, which was about a month after its original due date, I went to the state's official website for paying traffic infractions, looked up my case number, and paid the total amount that the state informed me I owed. Herein lies the problem. The state didn't tell me that there was a late fee of $52.00. Apparently their excuse is that it can take up to 90 days for the totals to be updated on the website, and I should have called them to pay the ticket instead. Why even have a website if you know it's not going to be accurate outside of a 90 day window, and why in the hell would you represent that website as being an officially recognized way of paying a ticket, the same as calling in, on the ticket itself, if it's not true? Regardless, $52 late fee that I wasn't notified of didn't get paid when I paid my ticket (obviously), and my license was suspended - something else I was never notified of. If I'd been notified, I'd've corrected the issue immediately, not driven around with a suspended license for 3 months.
So yeah, arrested, and because my wife can't drive my car (doesn't drive a stick shift), car impounded. I'm taken to the police station, processed, and released; and thus begins my 6 hour task of getting my car out of impound. According to the arresting officer, all I have to do is get my license taken care of and go pick up the car. According to the impound papers he filed with the impound company (which, by the way, has an out of date towing license and is no longer authorized to tow vehicles for the PD), I have to get a separate release form from the court before I can get the car out of impound. So we go back to the courthouse that we've just left, where I paid my $52 late fee, and request a release form. They've never heard of this release form. It takes them about 30 minutes of debating and researching and then come back with a form, but I need a copy of my vehicle registration in order to prove that I own the car (even though the impound paperwork states that I own the car and they require that form as well). So, it's back to the impound lot to pick up my registration from my car, then back to the courthouse to get the form, then back to the impound lot to get the car, all of this after a lovely hour spent at the DOL getting my license reinstated and reissued, for a grand total of $362.00 spent because the state failed to notify me that either a) I owed them a $52 late fee or b) my license had been suspended. Plus, I now get to go to court, when I get my court summons and find out what I'm actually being charged with, with the possibility of a criminal record for failing to pay a fucking fee. Oh, plus an "investigation" into my failure to yield to a pedestrian and an "investigation" into my driving without insurance because, of course, you can't have insurance if your license has been suspended.
So yeah, yesterday was a bad day, but what the hell, one bad day isn't enough to really piss me off (though I am pissed off at the state for failing to notify me of said fee). No, that takes multiple bad days. Like today, because while dealing with all of the aforementioned bullshit yesterday, I also had my doctor's office calling me back multiple times to get me to schedule an appointment to follow up on some lab results. So today, bright and early, I drive to my doctor's office in the bumfuck back end of Redmond where he tells me that he's gotten the results of my fasting blood draw and my Hemoglobin A1C and sure enough - I'm officially a type 2 diabetic. Luckily, my cholesterol, which they normally have to worry about in conjunction with type 2 diabetics, is amazingly good. Like, astronauts should envy my cholesterol levels, so no statins for me; but I do get to take metFORMIN and lisinopril, and check my blood glucose levels twice a day for the foreseeable future. However, I'm already eating a mostly diabetic-friendly diet (need to switch to splenda instead of sugar for my coffee, or hell, drink it black), and I'm already working out and losing weight, I just need to continue that trend and according to my doctor, this should go away.
tl/dr: Sinus infection Tuesday, arrested Thursday, Diabetic on Friday. Happy fucking 2012, Charlie Brown.
My issue is with the state. Back in July or August or whenever, I was in a car accident. Minor little fender-bender on the freeway, I rear-ended the guy in front of me when he slammed on his brakes in the rain and I did the same, but mine didn't stop me before the back of his car did. It took me some time to be able to afford to pay the ticket, which I never had any intention of fighting or appealing, because I really did rear-end the guy in front of me. So, when I could afford to pay the ticket, which was about a month after its original due date, I went to the state's official website for paying traffic infractions, looked up my case number, and paid the total amount that the state informed me I owed. Herein lies the problem. The state didn't tell me that there was a late fee of $52.00. Apparently their excuse is that it can take up to 90 days for the totals to be updated on the website, and I should have called them to pay the ticket instead. Why even have a website if you know it's not going to be accurate outside of a 90 day window, and why in the hell would you represent that website as being an officially recognized way of paying a ticket, the same as calling in, on the ticket itself, if it's not true? Regardless, $52 late fee that I wasn't notified of didn't get paid when I paid my ticket (obviously), and my license was suspended - something else I was never notified of. If I'd been notified, I'd've corrected the issue immediately, not driven around with a suspended license for 3 months.
So yeah, arrested, and because my wife can't drive my car (doesn't drive a stick shift), car impounded. I'm taken to the police station, processed, and released; and thus begins my 6 hour task of getting my car out of impound. According to the arresting officer, all I have to do is get my license taken care of and go pick up the car. According to the impound papers he filed with the impound company (which, by the way, has an out of date towing license and is no longer authorized to tow vehicles for the PD), I have to get a separate release form from the court before I can get the car out of impound. So we go back to the courthouse that we've just left, where I paid my $52 late fee, and request a release form. They've never heard of this release form. It takes them about 30 minutes of debating and researching and then come back with a form, but I need a copy of my vehicle registration in order to prove that I own the car (even though the impound paperwork states that I own the car and they require that form as well). So, it's back to the impound lot to pick up my registration from my car, then back to the courthouse to get the form, then back to the impound lot to get the car, all of this after a lovely hour spent at the DOL getting my license reinstated and reissued, for a grand total of $362.00 spent because the state failed to notify me that either a) I owed them a $52 late fee or b) my license had been suspended. Plus, I now get to go to court, when I get my court summons and find out what I'm actually being charged with, with the possibility of a criminal record for failing to pay a fucking fee. Oh, plus an "investigation" into my failure to yield to a pedestrian and an "investigation" into my driving without insurance because, of course, you can't have insurance if your license has been suspended.
So yeah, yesterday was a bad day, but what the hell, one bad day isn't enough to really piss me off (though I am pissed off at the state for failing to notify me of said fee). No, that takes multiple bad days. Like today, because while dealing with all of the aforementioned bullshit yesterday, I also had my doctor's office calling me back multiple times to get me to schedule an appointment to follow up on some lab results. So today, bright and early, I drive to my doctor's office in the bumfuck back end of Redmond where he tells me that he's gotten the results of my fasting blood draw and my Hemoglobin A1C and sure enough - I'm officially a type 2 diabetic. Luckily, my cholesterol, which they normally have to worry about in conjunction with type 2 diabetics, is amazingly good. Like, astronauts should envy my cholesterol levels, so no statins for me; but I do get to take metFORMIN and lisinopril, and check my blood glucose levels twice a day for the foreseeable future. However, I'm already eating a mostly diabetic-friendly diet (need to switch to splenda instead of sugar for my coffee, or hell, drink it black), and I'm already working out and losing weight, I just need to continue that trend and according to my doctor, this should go away.
tl/dr: Sinus infection Tuesday, arrested Thursday, Diabetic on Friday. Happy fucking 2012, Charlie Brown.
Dave
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Let's just call it a new year starting February 1 and move on.
Sort of the same thing happened to me a few years ago, Gared. Didn't know I was suspended & got pulled over. Funny thing was, I had gotten my license renewed the week before and they never said a word.
Mine was suspended because I got a fix-it ticket in West Fargo, ND. When I took in proof that it got fixed they told me I was good to go. Suspended for failure to appear in court. Of course, I had no proof they told me I was good and nobody would admit saying it.
When they took me to jail, though, they were pretty packed. I ended up in a waiting room watching Apocalypse Now on tv with about 15 other guys. It was actually pretty fun.
Sort of the same thing happened to me a few years ago, Gared. Didn't know I was suspended & got pulled over. Funny thing was, I had gotten my license renewed the week before and they never said a word.
Mine was suspended because I got a fix-it ticket in West Fargo, ND. When I took in proof that it got fixed they told me I was good to go. Suspended for failure to appear in court. Of course, I had no proof they told me I was good and nobody would admit saying it.
When they took me to jail, though, they were pretty packed. I ended up in a waiting room watching Apocalypse Now on tv with about 15 other guys. It was actually pretty fun.
My wife just got official confirmation that her grandma has terminal cancer. Terminal as in they are stopping treatment immediately, putting a hospital bed in her house and teaching the family to administer moriphine (initial lung cancer has spread to nearly every major organ, lymph node and apparently is in her bones too).
It's an extra kick in the pants because my wife's grandma is basically her mom because she raised her. Plus my wife is torn between emotions right now because she has been trying to get her grandma to get screened for lung cancer for the past decade and has been rebuffed at every attempt.
Sucky
It's an extra kick in the pants because my wife's grandma is basically her mom because she raised her. Plus my wife is torn between emotions right now because she has been trying to get her grandma to get screened for lung cancer for the past decade and has been rebuffed at every attempt.
Sucky
That's fucked up.
My hubby went through something similar. In his case it was retaliation for filing for workers comp. If he decides to file for unemployment anyway and it gets as far as an appeal hearing, make sure he emphasizes that he wishes he was still working at that place, he enjoyed doing a good job and he was not looking to get fired. Also provide evidence that they were planning to lay him off shortly anyway.
figmentPez
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Fucking dammit!
Apparently my relatives don't understand the concept of venting. I made a whiny post on Facebook about how down I've been feeling, and now they're blaming my parents for not taking good enough care of me and talking about involuntary commitment to a mental health facility for me.
What the fuck? I'm venting so that I won't get down enough to actually need that. Normally my relatives are really nice and intelligent people, but sometimes they are the most repressed uptight appearances-for-the-sake-of-appearances asshats I've ever met. Is it any wonder that passive-aggressive behavior is the standard in my family? We're not allowed to actually talk about anything because the moronic assumption is that if anyone is actually talking about what's going on, they must have it really bad. Guess I'll have to work on changing that when dealing with other people and try to tone down otherwise normal communication when talking with my relatives.
Apparently my relatives don't understand the concept of venting. I made a whiny post on Facebook about how down I've been feeling, and now they're blaming my parents for not taking good enough care of me and talking about involuntary commitment to a mental health facility for me.
What the fuck? I'm venting so that I won't get down enough to actually need that. Normally my relatives are really nice and intelligent people, but sometimes they are the most repressed uptight appearances-for-the-sake-of-appearances asshats I've ever met. Is it any wonder that passive-aggressive behavior is the standard in my family? We're not allowed to actually talk about anything because the moronic assumption is that if anyone is actually talking about what's going on, they must have it really bad. Guess I'll have to work on changing that when dealing with other people and try to tone down otherwise normal communication when talking with my relatives.
You get a hug because the exact same shit happens to me for the exact same reasons.
GasBandit
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Another demonstration of why Facebook just isn't worth the hassle. Can't imagine what my relatives would do if that were me. It only just occurred to the little woman this past weekend that meeting her was probably the only thing that kept me from becoming a complete monster... or at least a REAL asshole 
So it's going on over a month since I really got off with someonelse, more than a month I think? (Halloween was.... fml it's been more than 2 months) and I'm starting to regress in alot of ways.
Socially I've not really gone out other than work for more than 3 weeks or so. Only person I really talk to outside of work right now is my brother. My day consists of getting home from work, drinking wine, playing WoW/Skyrim, self-satisfying and going to sleep. An interesting side effect has been that the longer this has gone on, the more violent my thoughts and day dreams have been becoming. I'll openly admit that I'd almost reached a placid state of being. Perfectly content to stay in that frame of mind. Now however I find myself day dreaming again of some of my favorite people like (Carl) Panzram and (Albert) Fish. It had been a while since I lost myself and indulged in those kinds of thoughts but they're getting stonger with each passing day.
I'm going to need an outlet again soon....
Socially I've not really gone out other than work for more than 3 weeks or so. Only person I really talk to outside of work right now is my brother. My day consists of getting home from work, drinking wine, playing WoW/Skyrim, self-satisfying and going to sleep. An interesting side effect has been that the longer this has gone on, the more violent my thoughts and day dreams have been becoming. I'll openly admit that I'd almost reached a placid state of being. Perfectly content to stay in that frame of mind. Now however I find myself day dreaming again of some of my favorite people like (Carl) Panzram and (Albert) Fish. It had been a while since I lost myself and indulged in those kinds of thoughts but they're getting stonger with each passing day.
I'm going to need an outlet again soon....
M
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Most of my relatives don't show up on my feed. I am not sure why that is but I am grateful. Also they don't comment on what I say because there are only so many times you can type "young lady you are going straight to hell!" before you just start feeling redundant.
I think they should challenge themselves to find new and exciting ways to say it. You've got your synonyms, like "hades" or "perdition", a variety of verbs of motion, like "running" or "heading"...
Sooner or later they'd compose some gems. "Missy, you're sauntering into the saloon of heck!"
You must live in a hell of a strict area for them to not sign you for rent. Not even an apartment?
complete and utter shit man, my heart goes out to you.
Dave
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Aaaaand back at the hospital. Dad's legs are really swollen and he got medivac-ed back from the Skilled Nursing facility. They are checking his levels of fluids to ensure they aren't anywhere but the legs. He also may have an infection in his stomach and MAY have to go into surgery again.
More hospital food. Yippee.
More hospital food. Yippee.
So... I found out that my cousin's daughter attempted suicide yesterday. Swallowed 20 anti-depressants... which she apparently no one checked she'd been taking to begin with because her mother's on the road all the time and her step-dad is an alcoholic scumbag. Luckily her sister found her in time and called my cousin, who got her to the hospital in time.
She's as fine as someone can be after that, but they're going to be keeping her under observation for a few weeks. I seriously hope my cousin considers fighting for sole custody after this.
She's as fine as someone can be after that, but they're going to be keeping her under observation for a few weeks. I seriously hope my cousin considers fighting for sole custody after this.
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