Update: no open bar, but there was plenty of wine. Enough to help me make friends and dance. I’m counting this one a success.
Ugh. Especially now for a couple of reasons:
-I’m moving away from the Bay and I hate that. I had the best year and I love it here so much.
-Once again, I have to fit my entire life into two checked bags and a backpack.
I don’t know if I should be proud or embarrassed about the fact that I can, in fact, fit my life into these bags. I have a few boxes of stuff in my mom’s basement, but all my belongings will easily fit into a car when I move out. Probably because I’ve moved about five times in five years, and every time I do I get rid of a bunch more stuff. I hate moving. I’m so ready to get a real job, an apartment, and just MOVE IN. Decorate, stay as long as I want, and make it home.
But first, I have to get all my shit into these bags and fly back to Michigan on Wednesday.
Woke up at 6:20 and haven’t been able to get back to sleep. Why, body? Why?!
This man, James Verone, robbed a bank for one dollar. Why only one dollar? Because he knew that in prison he could get the medical care he could not afford with his part time salary as a convenience store clerk. He was approved for food stamps, but they did little to help his finances. Between his back problems, carpel tunnel, and arthritis, he simply couldn’t handle the pain any longer.
On June 9th, he sent a letter to his local paper, the Gaston Gazette, that stated: “When you receive this a bank robbery will have been committed by me. this robbery is being committed by me for one dollar. I am of sound mind but not so much sound body.”
He then took a cab to the RBC Bank, and handed the teller a note asking for one dollar and medical attention. He quietly took a seat in the lobby and waited for police to arrive.
Since Verone only stole one dollar, he was only charged with larceny. His bail, which he doesn’t plan to pay is set at $2,000, reduced from the normal $100,000. He’s scheduled to see a doctor this Friday, and hopes to get foot surgery, back surgery and to have a protrusion on his check treated.
To me, this is the perfect example of how disturbingly corrupt and unjust our health care system has become under HMO’s. For this man, or any person for that matter, feels that he needs to be imprisoned just to see a doctor, is ridiculous.
This is exactly what I hate about America. Why is it that you can buy an entire house with money you don’t have, but still can’t apply for health care if you don’t meet the requirements? That’s messed up.
Phone interview #2 today. Anxiousssss
Casually eating yogurt that expired august 8 because yolo. It had chocolate pieces in it and I need that right now.
Also being friends with babies makes your life way better would recommend
really sick of seeing so much hate directed towards the police on here. look, we get it, you prefer sting’s solo work, i like it too alright? that doesnt mean ‘every little thing she does is magic’ and ‘can’t stand losing you’ arent awesome jams. ‘roxanne’ and ‘don’t stand so close to me’ are classic, don’t even get me started on ‘spirits in the material world’. just stop ok?
Ugh ugh ugh my period started four days late and I have terrible cramps and back pain. Every time I’m late I have so much more pain. I’m just going to take some ibuprofen and a nap and then hope I can get some work done later.