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Recently on one of my daily jaunts to curled.up.com to check out the new book reviews, I noticed the banner for veryshortlist.com. I signed up. Today they recommended a band that I already love. Bell X-1 I hesitated to sign up for any more email alerts. So far I love this daily email. Always something I’m truly interested in or have never heard of and that’s wonderful.

I love this Bell X-1 tune. I secretly consider it I and Rick’s love song. I would always see his heart and raise him mine. He’s the only man that has ever made me “want” to get over my “arms length” disease and truly love without abandon. Sure I sometimes still have issues but nowhere near what they were. I love this song. Go download it for 99 cents and try it. Rick is always the card up my sleeve…always. This song ranks up there in my personal top ten best tunes ever and it’s also on my top ten songs no one but me seems to know about.  I also love the idea of the devil playing poker with an angel…call me crazy.

I’ll See Your Heart and I’ll Raise You Mine

What’s with the angel
and what’s with the devil
They keep swapping shoulders
and I can’t tell which from which
“Will you be my Kris kindle?
Will you be my better nature?”
says one to the other
But I think they’re only showing off

I caught them playing poker
and I think it was the devil who said
“I’ll see your heart
and I’ll raise you mine”

Yea, they keep swapping shoulders
I think there’s something going on
“Will you be my sweet pea?
Will you be the card up my sleeve?”
says one to the other
and this time they hold their gaze
for too long

Now they’re playing poker
and this time it’s the angel who says
“I’ll see your heart
and I’ll raise you mine”

This is the story of the angel
who played poker with the devil
in the Garden of Eden
before it all went pear shaped

They said
“I’ll see your heart
and I’ll raise you mine”

Bellx1

Do you have health insurance?  Can you afford health insurance?  Do you not have health insurance because your job doesn’t offer it and you can’t afford it on your own?  Do you work fulltime but do not have benefits?

I’m currently in a political course and there’s an ass clown in my class with me who believes that if you can’t afford health insurance you should just eat right and stay healthy.  He also doesn’t believe in social government programs.  He also believes that homeless people should just fix their problems themselves.

He’s pissing me off.

The class is strictly speaking about the current and upcoming election happenings and this guy is a jerk.

This is why I never talk about religion or politics with the average person.

I believe that everyone that is able should get a job and work and make a living and pay taxes and that as a society we should care about those that are less fortunate due to whatever issues.  Sure there are users of the system, those that suck it dry and I believe in mandates and laws to try to prevent that as much as possible.  However, I am compassionate and care about the woes of our society too.

Rick does not have health insurance.  His job does not provide it.  If something happens to him he has to pay cash to resolve it.  This is not as easy as it sounds.  Many places will not even see him.  He works harder than most people I know and yet he doesn’t have health insurance.  I could add him to my policy at work; however I cannot afford the monthly premium to do this.  Perhaps after I gain my degree in another year and gain more income, but not now.  My out of pocket expenses for my own health coverage last year ended up being around $3,500.  Not so bad, but also not so good.

And now this wouldn’t be a good time to tell anyone I just bought a new Ipod and a new digital camera.  However, I did.  And Rick’s health insurance issue keeps waging on.  Sometimes I feel guilty that I can’t sustain the monthly fee for him to be added on my policy.  Mostly I just hate his boss for not providing adequate benefits to his few but dedicated employees.  

Do you know there are laws that provide health care for illegal aliens in our country but if you happen to be a taxpayer, the government says a big resounding “fuck you” to you.  Do you know that my best friend in Canada pays nothing for health coverage or care? Nothing. The government pays for everything and mandates the amount of money doctor’s can make, and trust that none of them are starving and none of them are tempted by greed.

I believe we’re all responsible for ourselves.  I don’t want a hand out.  I want an answer for those that are not afforded benefits at their jobs.  There are far more in Rick’s situation than I can begin to count.  When something happens to him he has to find someone willing to take cash, and someone that he can afford.  It’s not easy.

This assclown in class doesn’t believe that the government should help anyone.  That we should help ourselves.  I asked him if he gets Financial Aid.  He won’t answer me.  Ass clown!  Why is the government “helping” you get an education?

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I’m truly leaning towards that Masters in Psychology.

Do you think, everything, everyone, is going mental,
It seems to me that it’s spiraling outta control and it’s inevitable,
Now don’t you think,
This time is yours, this time is mine,
It’s temperamental,
It seems to me, we’re on all fours,
Crawling on our knees,
Someone help us please

Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
I wanna get a flat I know I can’t afford it,
It’s just the bureaucrats who won’t give me a mortgage,
Well it’s very funny cos I got your fucking money,
And I’m never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn’t grumble,
I suppose that’s just the way the cookie crumbles.

Oh yes, I’m fine,
Everything’s just wonderful,
I’m having the time of my life.

Don’t you want something else,
Something new, than what we’ve got here,
And don’t you feel it’s all the same,
Some sick game and it’s not insincere,
I wish I could change the ways of the world,
Make it a nice place
Until that day, I guess we stay,
Doing what we do
Screwing who we screw

Why can’t I sleep at night,
Don’t say it’s gonna be alright,
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,
and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.
In the magazines they talk about weight loss,
If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,
Oh no it’s not the life I chose,
But I guess that’s the way that things go,

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
I wanna get a flat I know I can’t afford it,
It’s just the bureaucrats who won’t give me a mortgage,
Well it’s very funny cos I got your fucking money,
And I’m never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn’t grumble,
I suppose that’s just the way the cookie crumbles.

Lily Allen

I wish I wrote this….

I went to the doctor on the 20th of December.  I got my period on my own on the 21^st.  I wasted $10 on the co-pay for a pregnancy test.  I paid $25 for Yasmin.  I took Yasmin for 9 days and quit.  I am still bleeding.  I have been sick.  Yesterday I spent the day throwing up.  I feel anemic.  Today I feel better.  I still feel anemic.  Weak.  I’ve been craving red meat.  I hate meat.  I have used 3 boxes of regular tampons and an entire bag of pads. (overnight)  This is all too much information but perhaps just enough to say this is why I haven’t been blogging.

I have an appointment at “NEW fancy endocrinologist who is also a reproductive endocrinologist”. Because he is both my insurance will pay for him. I quit the Yasmin because I felt like it was making me hemorrhage.  I was also told other directions.  I was told to take Provera for ten days to get a period and then start the Yasmin on the following Sunday after getting one.  But I got one myself the next day and took Yasmin the following Sunday.  I didn’t listen.  Who knows what the real issue is.  I want a doctor to “treat” the PCOS not just try to placate me.

I really feel like I need to go to an endocrinologist so I am.  People pay thousands to see this doctor because they fly in from all over the country.  People fly into my town to see him.  (They have the airline rates and hotel rates listed on their website).  It is an infertility clinic and the doctor lists PCOS as a specialty.  I am hopeful.  At least I won’t be sitting in a waiting room with pregnant teenagers anymore.  I haven’t quite decided if I am forgoing my OB/GYN doctor but I’m leaning towards it if I get treated well on Friday morning.  Yes, Friday Jan. 11^th at 8:30 a.m.  And…five minutes from my front door.  I have a well known awesome Endo five minutes from my door.

Outside of this, there’s not been much to tell.  I had a two week break from school. I am now in two classes.  A business writing class I am finishing up and a Government class I will probably hate that is taught by a House Representative for Missouri.  Interesting I suppose.

Work is good.  In fact work is pretty great lately.  I love my boss; she makes all the difference in the world.  She better not go anywhere. 

The weather was also super cold for Florida. We had two nights of freezing weather.  It’s warmer now.  Whew.  That was miserable.  And it came right when I wasn’t feeling so great. 

It appears that now Rick won’t be traveling for work.  But he’s also looking at other options etc.  

So far 2008 has been overall worrisome.