st_jane_ambulance: (eight)
Here I am, nineteen days of vacation left, and I want to read the Harry Potter series. It could happen, but I wouldn't have much time for anything else, and I have a scarf to finish and music videos to work on, and I wanted to go through Inheritance again before the new book comes out. Maybe I'll just read my favorites again. But I really wanted to read the whole thing with new perspective. Oh bloody well.

On the bright side, I get new glasses next week. FINALLY.
st_jane_ambulance: (quidditch)
I've come to the conclusion that vision insurance, even if we're lucky to have it, sucks. They'll only spot anything for new glasses every two years and won't pay quite 200 dollars total, and glasses sure as hell aren't that cheap. All I could afford to get today were new lenses for my old frames, and insurance wouldn't even quite cover the low-end ones. One day when I've got a job again I'm going to have two pairs that I can wear. The whole trip wasn't much fun. All I did was drive to my bank in Mack, head to Lenscrafters in Salem for glasses (and wandered around Lancaster Mall while waiting), get a couple of books at Borders, and swing through the MacDonald's drive through for a drink before going home. The entire thing, from start to finish, took five hours. The Red Bull did not give me wings. On the bright side, I can see now! Yay! 

They asked me if I wanted to keep the old scrached-up lenses. I'd like to know what they thought I'd do with them.

I spent the rest of the afternoon helping Sam put up insulation for the upstairs room we're fixing up in the shop. Fortunately, the drywall will hide my crappy staple-gun skills. I didn't wear glasses at all for this because, first of all, I was afraid the brand-new ungodly-expensive lenses would be scratched by the fiberglass (which is itchy), and also because they would have fogged up when I breathed out from my respirator mask and I'd probably staple my thumb instead of the insulation paper. I can see well enough without them to do anything up close that doesn't require precision eyesight (like reading). Sam thinks we could turn that place into a nice habitable room in a few days' time. If I was staying longer, I'd claim it as a writing room or something.

Only one episode of House today! Oh the humanity!
st_jane_ambulance: (harry)
Less than four days away from home and I feel like I could sleep for a week. The rearview mirror fell off the night before we left and the REARVIEW MIRROR-SPECIFIC SUPERGLUE we bought didn't work very well the first time around, so it made it to Ashland duct taped to the windshield before it fell off again. I packed way too many clothes because I thought we'd be gone longer and didn't read the books I brought. The bed I sleep in at Grandma's has about as much give as a plank of wood, so my arm fell asleep the first night, and the pillow was made of down (I stupidly didn't bring my own like I usually do) which I'm allergic to. The food was good but listening to my aunt yap nonstop for six hours was not (her hair, it may be noted, has not changed in decades). On Saturday my glasses fell apart and the itty bitty screw vanished into the carpet. We must have looked very silly on our hands and knees with our faces down by the floor. I did not go swimming while I was there, which made me sad because I didn't get to wear my new stuff, but I did get a cute pair of Sketchers and more New Jedi Order books so maybe I'll finally start reading them now.

This morning we drove to Crater Lake from Grandma's house. The air was pretty hazy but what we could see of the lake was the most amazing shade of blue. We were immediately greeted by a pretty chipmunk who seemed to be expecting food. The drive from there to Roseburg in the Umpqua Nat'l Forest was absolutely gorgeous, and probably my favorite part of the whole trip. I love mountain scenery. I'm also very glad to be home.

I don't know if Sam's always been completely tactless or Japan somehow made him mean, but he seems to enjoy pointing out my faults whenever he gets a chance and making fun of me about things I'd rather he left alone. Mom seems to take his side most of the time, which really doesn't help at all. Since we were kids I always got a feeling like he was the favorite, and I don't know if it's something all siblings experience or it's just my jealousy streak rearing its ugly head. But when he gets a computer for his high school graduation present, and all I got was a yearbook, I don't know what else I'm supposed to feel. I've had a week of lousy sleep, bad allergies, and more than likely PMS so I have every right to want to cry when he says I'm the most impatient person he's ever met, I whine a lot, and I'm obnoxious. Perhaps I should let him know he's insensitive and I have feelings that are easily wounded, or didn't he figure that out after knowing me for over twenty years.

At least my kitty's glad to see me.

I think my favorite hair gel is damaging my hair.
st_jane_ambulance: (snape)
My freaking glasses just fell apart. One of the itty bitty screws came out and the lens fell onto the page I was reading and I can't find the screwdriver small enough to fix them. I have an extra pair, but they're a couple of years old and none to comfortable to wear and the lenses are all scratched up. Sometimes I really hate having to wear these things.


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