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I'm loving this site I found.  Especially this transcript of a letter Benjamin Franklin wrote:

Philada. July 5. 1775

Mr. Strahan

You are a Member of Parliament, and one of that Majority which has doomed my Country to Destruction. You have begun to burn our Towns and murder our People. — Look upon your hands! They are stained with the Blood of your Relations! — You and I were long Friends:— You are now my Enemy, — and

I am,

Yours.

B. Franklin

Feeling better

I had a nurse at work take my BP and compare it to the electronic one my mom gave me.  It was pretty close...and my BP was normal.  So, suck it, doctor.  I'm not doing a low-salt diet, but I have been trying to drink diet pop instead of my usual Mountain Dew.  ='(

I finally gave in and bought Star Wars so I could play with Chris and our usual gang over the weekend.  Not sure how long I'll play tonight; gotta take Damian to preschool Tues-Thurs at 9 in the morning.  O_o

Don't tell Chris, but I bought another pregnancy test.  It was negative, of course.  I don't know why I let myself believe it'll be anything different.  I just feel like I'm getting fatter no matter what I do. 

F*#@ me

It sucks to be fat and lazy.

Heard from the doctor.  He doesn't want to put me on meds; he wants me to exercise and lose weight first.  Hooray.  =|  I'm considering getting a second opinion.  I've gained 5-10 pounds since the last time I was at the doctor.  My BP was 117/72 then.  I can't imagine ten pounds raising it that much.  I actually commented to the girl the last time I was there that I wouldn't worry about being fat until it affects my BP....maybe I shot myself in the foot by saying that.

I did do more research on Cushings.  I have almost every symptom except the "buffalo hump".  I do have a hump, but it's not fatty, it's bony.  My vertebra prominens sticks out there; it's really noticeable.  Probably more so since I got a nautical star tattooed over it.  Anyway, it was scary reading the symptoms but I feel like such a dweeb going to the doctor all the time and saying, "Hey, I think I have this; test me for it," and then being wrong.

Uh oh

Well, at my free BP check today, my blood pressure was still high.  130/90.  The nurse was going to show it to the doctor and they are going to call me if they think something's wrong...or whatever.

But I left my phone at home.  Yay, I are smart.

10 Hour Day

Working 10 hours today.  I don't really mind...though I just ate a whole bin of cheesecake.  I really need to lose some weight.  Really.  I need to look like that pic of me on the top of this page; skinnier, even, because I think then I was still considered "over weight".  I tried zipping up my hoodie today- tight.  I'm down to one or two hoodies that don't cut my blood circulation off at the waist.  I should just kill myself now.

My face is looking more moon-ish as the days go by.  Maybe I have Cushings?  I'll Google that when I'm done here and read about it again.

My blood pressure check tomorrow is free, so I'm still going to go.  At least I won't have to pay them to tell me I'm retarded and nothing else is wrong with me.  Story of my life!

Until I was in my twenties, my family went to this one doctor not too far from our house.  It was a Catholic place (if that makes a difference) and the physician assistant was a nun.  Neither the doctor nor the PA ever believed me or my mom when we went there.  I told the dr. that Allegra gave me nosebleeds.  She laughed.  Not the most appropriate response.  When I saw the PA because I hadn't had my period for six months, she asked, "Could you be pregnant?"  I said, "No, I've never had sex."  She then proceeded to get a urine sample to do a pregnancy test...that I had to pay for out of pocket (and I could've gone to the grocery store and gotten one for 1/5 the amount they charged me).

I sincerely hope tomorrow when I go for my blood pressure check that it'll be high or out of whack and they'll do a blood pregnancy test and it'll be positive.  Then I won't feel like such a fat piece of crap.

OMG

If any female readers have boyfriends/husbands who play Call of Duty, Halo, or some other type of shooting game, I know how you feel.  I was so ready to pull the plug on Chris' Xbox earlier today.  I was doing our freakin' taxes (something the man who loves math should be doing, no?) and--heaven forbid--had to walk in front of the TV to get my purse.  He died, of course, at that very second and yelled at me.  Waa, waa.  Further along in the game, he starts yelling.  Not the normal COD yelling; like, screaming, tearing his voice.  I looked over and said, "Chris," like a warning: you're going a little overboard.  He looked over at me and said, "Shut up! I'm still mad at you!"

Wrong thing to say.  He had no idea that he made me mad; he kept talking to me about his dumb game the whole time.  At one point, he said, "Mary....Mary...........Mary........Mary, honest to God, answer me!"  I said, "What?!  You told me to shut up!"  He played it off of course and yelled again about how I walked in front of him with no warning and WAA WAA, I NEED MY DIAPIE CHANGED.

Long story short....-ish, he can do his own laundry from now on.

It is funny to hear him yell, "DUDE, I just knifed CheeZbacon in the ass and he didn't die!"

As it so happens...

My blood pressure is back to normal.  Last night it was actually 120/80.  So, again, I will look like a retard when the doctor's office takes my BP on Thursday.  "We told you it was just your cold or stress," they will say, nasaly (or that's how I imagine it).  It's weird; every so often I can still feel pressure along the back of my head and ear where my headache was.  (If you find out I died in my sleep of an aneurysm, well, now you know the whole situation.)

Last night, as I was massaging my sore head, I noticed that the ball of my industrial piercing was missing.  I wonder how long it's been gone.  Thankfully it's the bottom one so the bar still stays in my ear.  Now I have to make a special trip to Hot Topic to buy a replacement.

Seems like another slow day at work.  I think I'll start working on my newest story.

A week of dreams (draft, half-post)

This week has been full of weird dreams.  Last night I dreamt a lot about murderers.  Also, ocassionally I dream about State College; mostly that I'm trying to get there (for some unknown reason).  It happened again last night.  I was trying to take a train because the highway didn't take you right into State College.  Then I was at school (I revisit Calvary Baptist a lot in dreams) and some special event was going on.

The view from work

This is the view from the offices across the way from mine.  In my office, you just get a view of our parking lot and the main street...and the subsidized government housing across the street.

Halloween Costume (draft, half-post)

They finally put the office's Halloween costumes on the agency intranet home page and I was able to crop mine.

New Health Trek

I've had a headache since Saturday.  (In case you were wondering, this is day 6.)  All weekend, I took my usual Excedrin, but upon realizing that it wasn't helping, I stopped.  Mostly to prove to Chris that the pills weren't the cause of my headache.  I also stopped drinking caffeine.  I had to call off on Tuesday because I was up all night, and later that day as I sat watching TV I had the longest palpitation possible.

So when I came in to work yesterday, I asked if one of the nurses could check my blood pressure.  I mean, I had ruled everything else out: caffeine, Excedrin, pregnancy (I took two tests).  Linda took my BP and it was 138/88.  My BP is usually low; like 112/70 low.  I made a doctor appointment right after that for today.  Of course, today before my appointment, Linda took my BP again and it was 124/98 or something along those lines.  By the time I got to the doctor's it was 132/98.  When the actual doctor took it, not only did he take it like four hundred times, but the number he said was something ridiculous like 138/100.

"That's a little high," he said.  Really?  Maybe that's why my ear feels like it's going to shoot off my head?  And everyone there looked at me crazily when I said the pain was in the back left of my head.

He ended up telling me that a headache from blood pressure wasn't normal (?).  After that, I'm not sure if he was advising me on my headache or BP problem.  He said to take Tylenol for the headache and I must just be under stress or it's from the cold I'm practically over by now.

Whatever.  I have to keep a blood pressure log and go back next Thurs.  If it's still high, then he'll try to figure out what's wrong with me.  How nice.

Cars, make up, house work

I finally took the Kia in for an oil change.  It was only five months past due.  I half-expected the guys at Walmart to laugh me out of the garage.  Monday must've been oil-change day for Altoona because there was an hour and half to two hour wait.  I said it was fine; I had to eat and do my grocery shopping anyway.

I stopped by electronics to check out Xboxes.  I'm thinking of getting Chris a new one for his birthday.  One that's wireless, so we don't have to drape that ugly blue cord all over the living room any more.  Then I walked up to McDonald's and got some food.  That took a while.  They claimed it was for my chicken nuggets, but I think they fried my fries three times while I waited; they were hard as wooden rods.

Anyway, after I ate, I started grocery shopping.  Halfway through the car/bathroom/paint section, I realized my ticket for the oil change had "walked" out of my back pocket.  (That's short for, "My ass is so big, as I walked, it pushed the paper out of my pocket.")  So I retraced my steps and found it in the cat food aisle.  Back to shopping.  I shopped on auto-pilot, mainly because, I hate grocery shopping.

I found a line that wasn't too bad and checked out.  I felt like a weirdo walking back through Walmart with my cart full of bagged groceries, but I certainly wasn't going to go outside and walk around the building to get to the garage!  My car wasn't done yet; it was about another half hour wait back there, as my eggs and milk got warm.  I opened the Hard Candy makeup set I picked up and looked at it.

I love the make up aisles.  I looked at the Hard Candy stuff for a looong time, and finally decided on a pack of new blush that came with highlighter, primer, and lip gloss sample-sized tubes.  I tried the primer today.  It was weird.  I'm not sure it made any kind of difference on my face or with my makeup, but I really like the new blush.  I don't have to use as much as my old one to get the color to show up and it's a little sparkly.

At Walmart, I also got plastic for the windows.  Tomorrow, since I'm off work, I think I'm going to plastic-up all the windows and start going through the mess of clothes Chris and I have.  Nothing is put away; each of us has a dresser that is pretty much empty.  I'm getting sick of living out of laundry baskets.  Now, I've been meaning to do this for a while now and I always get too lazy.  I'm really going to try tomorrow.

Oh, working on a new story.  I've pretty much finished the book I started for NaNoWriMo and, even "finished" it doesn't make the 50k mark.  Blah.  I'll let it sit for a while and go back to it some other time.