Actually I meant to write "intern" but "internet" came out instead.  Too tired to erase that, so hopefully you've read this far for clarification ( Read more... )

My father was diagnosed with type-2 Diabetes a few days ago.  It's been hard for him to properly adjust his lifestyle, and he's still got a whorl of doctors to see about it, but he seems to be in good spirits.

I was supposed to go with him to the gym today, but as per usual, I was too busy recuperating with an abnormally large amount of sleep.

I've ( Read more... )

Or something.  Aside from a slight thickening in the muscle likely due to my high blood pressure, my heart is fine.  Performed well in the stress test and the monitor.  No signs of any sort of valve blockage.  Now it's a matter of bringing that bp down.  Another long-term medication, but if it leads to a healthier life, I'm fine with it.

Had to do this once before.  Feels pretty annoying.  At least I have an excuse to sit around all day, though.  If I close my eyes and let my imagination take charge, things could get interesting.  Hopefully my heart rate doesn't have a mind of its own.  Guess that's what I'm supposed to find out.  Wednesday I go in for a stress test and a sonogram ( Read more... )

Long story slightly less long, the manager gave me the wrong change ($5 instead of $10), and when I realized this only a few moments later and confronted him about it, I was met with stubbornness and disrespect, and implications that I was doing nothing more than trying to shortchange his business. Everyone makes mistakes. Refusing to accept this  ( Read more... )

Cool!  I just got my "first" paycheck.  I put first in quotations because the paycheck that I actually received for my first week of work was tiny since it only consisted of two computer-training days ( Read more... )

So there ( Read more... )

I am all up on as well as inside of your local grocery market, cleaning, cutting, and packing your meat products.  Woo!

Thanks for the well wishes ( Read more... )

About to leave for interview.  It's a Safeway interview.  If it goes well, I'll be scanning groceries, bagging groceries, or handling groceries in some other mundane way.  Despite this, I'm anxious as if this were something extremely important.  A job is extremely important at this point in my life, but I find myself more worried about the work and ( Read more... )