Well, it looks like all the hours of indoor recess, free choice time, and running home from school to catch the PBS show finally paid off and Tippi Canoe can rest easy...Carmen Sandiego has been found.
Meanwhile, I am bound by contract to stay with T-Mobile for the next 24 months. I feel backed into a corner and have been breathing shallowly for about 4 days now out of commitment induced fear that I haven't experienced since making the decision of which college to go to. I can't stop thinking about how I will never get a new phone, I'll never choose the right plan, and I'll never be able to figure out how to get them to stop billing me as Christal.
If I had one wish it's that Jon Gosselin would stop dating that not very cute girl. Ok, 2 wishes: also, for him to stop wearing Ed Hardy. Do people really like Ed Hardy clothes? I think you'd sooner find me decked out in Carhart or Fox Racing gear than Ed Hardy.
Twinskis lost a heartbreaker in the 12th last night. I gotta say, there are very few things that make my heart race faster than extra innings. Car accidents and John Mayer is all I can think of at the moment. Next time the Twins go into extra innings, I'm waking up Kelsey and demanding she takes all my vitals. Then I'm suiting the MLB for health related issues and taking it easy for a year or 2.
I have health insurance. !!!. Which means now I get to wait a month or 2 to get into the doctor to watch her sign her name for a prescription or 3 and find out how much I weigh in some tricky form of weight measurement. I also will tell her no I do not smoke. No, I'm not pregnant. No. No. No and No. I always feel like they're just waiting for me to go through my teenage rebelious years..newsflash, Janet, I'm 23 and am not a huge risk taker.
So while I wait for that, I'm figuring out how to get dental insurance too so I can wait for 6 months to get in with them. Which leaves me 6 months to freak out about cavities. Which is why I bought 'Enamel Shield' at Target yesterday. Here's to hoping i don't have to get tested for HIV this time.
On that note, maybe it's time I find a new dentist. I'm going to look into going to the one that has a billboard on 94 about how they don't lecture you. 'Gentle Dentistry' or something like that. Supposedly, they just do their job rather than make you feel bad that you inherited your mom's soft enamel and give into acidic drinks every now and then.
I think this little car accident has made me a more responsible adult. Financially, physically, pharmaceutically, insurancely, organizationally. I highly recommend it.
WELL. I have a busy week. Work wise. Social wise. Friday Night Lights wise. Running wise. Trying to get 8 hours of sleep wise. etc. g2g.
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