The Man With Two First Names

Shout out to Mikey who gets new hips today!

Access

Can I please say that I'm a big nerd and I have totally pwned MS Access? haha. Well, I don't know how to write IIf statements very well and some other code stuff, but I have been able to get it to do almost anything I want as of late. Man, Nerd Factory over here. So yeah - I get an F for functionality. I still get an I - for illiterate in code.

I want the Tonka Truck! I WANNIT!

"But... I'm the decider!!!! and I decide what's best!!!!"
(formatting and punctuation by HV)

As far as the eye can see

The best part of the march on Monday was about 15 minutes into it, the people in the front looked back up the hill on Jackson to see that there was no end to the crowd gathered to march for immigrant rights.

Marching through the ID was another good move on the organizers' part. Business owners came out of their shops and I craved a vietnamese sandwitch.


It was a good day.

Is it sauerkraut?

Something in my office is stinky. I can't smell it, but everyone who has come into the office has commented on it. I am afraid I might be the culprit. I brought some boiled dumplings to work today. They smell stinky if you put them in a ziplock bag, but I had to because I didn't have time to eat them in my apartment this morning.
Anyway, I hope it's not me.

Sí, es verdad. El puto dentista no tiene alma.

Okay - so my teeth will be beautiful and invincible once I'm done with all this damn dental work, but the price I'm paying is nothing short of an un-sanded broomstick to the unlubricated anus.
Something about the combination of newly re-discovered back pain, TMJ, disgustingly annoying love-birds in the procedure room, and the feeling of a cardboard barrier being ripped from my dry cheek tissue because it was causing pinching in the lips made my little oriental eyes start leaking salty bitter tears.
Needless to say, when I'm done getting this work done, I'm switching dentists.
Then when my tired ass was done ('cause my appointment was switched to 7am from 8am - a change which I conceded to because I thought I had to) I went to the front desk to make my next appointment (for my last 3 fillings). Lo and behold, insurance did not pay the 90% the dentist's office had originally estimated (read: guessed), but only paid 50%! Oh good! so the $680 dollar balance on the screen for the LAST procedure (not counting this procedure I just had done nor the one after this) turned the waterworks on for me again. Sure - I had the money, but guess what?! I have no savings now! She kept saying "you can pay it off in a few months" and I wanted to scream at her, "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO SAVE UP THE $1700 I'M SURRENDERING TO YOU BY THE END OF THIS?!" (I haven't even saved up $1700. Just $1200, and it's all gone!)

Next time they're giving me valium, and that'll be my last visit. Maybe I'll send them a list of reasons that I am leaving that dentist when I finally do. Among them will be "making comments about your desire to see two women doing it, no matter if it's to express actual desire or to cover up your Brokeback lifestyle, is not appropriate in the workplace or in a dental facility where you have patients."

On the plus side, I am likely to get a promotion and pay upgrade starting May 1.
Bleh.

p.s. The denstist felt it was necessary to ask me if I hated him while I was up at the front desk. I unconvincingly said "no" but was thinking, "maybe you should have acknowleged I needed a break when I started crying and you should stop thinking that it's ALL ABOUT YOU."