worst directions ever
oh it's morning again and super muggy in A2 today. I walked past Ingalls Mall and realized that today is also the picnic for the UM staff and it isn't the best day for that...but at least it is free food. I was going to treat myself to some Tim Horton's muffin in recognition of my good behavior yesterday but with the party coming up around noon I am not worrying about it.
I did hit the doctor yesterday and it went okay. She, Dr. Maben, don't let me forget that either, will explain in a minute, set me on a course of antibiotics and told me to stop shaving for a few weeks. She thinks that it is some sort of irritation caused by overshaving and infection. This makes some sort of sense because it is in my shave zone and although I have been trying to shave nice with time constraints it hasn't been working out. so, I get to pop pills twice a day and get fuzzy...not bad treatment.
here's my issue.
I cannot remember whether or not she was the doctor who misdiagnosed me last year. I have been through a lot of doctors at UHS so I am unsure if she was the quack that missed my last issue. If she was, I am a little mistrustful of her and I would like to go back again and see Rose. I like Rose because she looks at my vagina and doesn't give me moral lessons. If I caught something I would rather have her tell me than anyone else. Maben told me to do the run of pills and if the stuff was still there at the end to come back. Of course, she doesn't realize that this is costing my mother $50 a visit. I tried phoning mom last night to let her know that I had to do it, luckily the dentist isn't until next month, and that I hoped that I wasn't costing her too much. I try to be a good daughter...all I got was my sister though and when I tried to talk to her she wanted to get off the phone. lol, the one time my sister is in a rush to HANG UP the phone is with me...well I guess I am already old and uncool, at least to an 11 year old. she'll be 12 in August.
anyway, I am pretty sure that this is a nothing and I am glad for the drugs but part of me wants to head out to Townser and get the full screen done again. that way I'll be certain but the downside is that I don't have tons of time to head out there. I might go Friday if they have a clinic that day and perhaps I can bribe Codi to drive me or suck up the two hour bus run. I also don't want to ride the bus because I sucked off this black guy who works in the building next to the clinic and he keeps thinking that he owns me or something. anyway, I know that i should do it, so I probably will. will ask Codi when I get back in the office. another perk though if they do turn out well is that I have recent certs for work so it is kind of win-win.
Oh yeah, i am proud of myself for getting through 50 pages of reading last night. the stuff is very detailed and about international organizing so I haven't been taking tons of notes. I decided to remain on the topic of domestic whores and various feminist views on sex work. no big mental travel for me. I also met with my advisor and she wants me to research the rest of the big issue around Jacobsen's banned show. I wrote Jacobsen and she directed me to a collection in the Graduate Library where I can find stuff on it, so all I need to do is find some time to do it in.
now for a possible, you had to be there moment...unsure if it will be as funny when I write it up...
ok my coworker Troma was about to go out to a building he had never been to before, 611 Church St. I had been there once last year, same inventory thing, but I could not remember how to get there. nobody in the office knew so we decided to ask our big boss, Cranman.
well Cranman was good and said he would give us directions. He started out by saying that we should head down S. Univerity until we found Church St. then pass some stuff, ignore it, go this way (vague gesture to the right), pass some more stuff, and the building will be a largish building with 611 written on it.
our collective jaws dropped, and yes that was almost word for word what he said, and Troma and the new kid who I will name Innocent because he looks so innocent (in reality Troma and Innocent have the same first name which is nice because in the office I can just yell that and get both of their attention, but I don't want to expose them on here too much) just started cracking up. Cranman couldn't get it and he said fine, he'll draw Troma a map if that would help. Troma entered a plea that the map not be a big squiggle and Cranman assured us that it wouldn't.
Cranman drew the map with S. University going up and down and Church going left and right. Troma protested that S. University runs East-West not North-South. We debated this for a bit until Cranman agreed that even though S. Univ runs N-S to get to Oxford near campus it does run E-W.
The map continues with a few boxes, some more streets and Cranman begins to elucide again with fingers on the map. "you go down this way (along S. Univ.) then you go this way (right on Church) you pass some stuff, ignore it, go a little ways more and look for 611 Church and it's biggish."
We asked him if it was near anything and he didn't know. We all cracked up again and he didn't get why so all I said was "Worst Directions Ever." coming from me who sucks at directions, that's bad. I advised Troma to head down Church and look for some stuff...better directions then the boss was giving.
There's no work in the paper this week for me, which blows so I have to hustle more. I am thinking about calling one of those 800 porn agencies but I would rather work locally. I called Moscat if he wanted to do a film but I don't think he is using his cell up in Saginaw. he might be, we'll see.
talked to a few people yesterday who told me that they check in to wank off to the blog. I am glad. I reskimmed old entries and sent them some ideas to read. honestly though, I don't write stuff up here very erotically unless it is piece. I am more interested in getting things down and out then good phrasing.
*that reminds me, my advisor said that I write well, and that I should stop giving her weird looks when I feel intimadated.*
so, if you like the raw writing keep stopping by. nothing much is up for today, just Top Hat from Sci Fi class stopping by to catch up and do something. It would be nice to do something for a change. spk might come by tomorrow or he might not. It might be a week that we don'tsee each other, which is okay because it is a busy week for me at least. I have another psych experiment tomorrow and we were going to an orgy Friday night but I am thinking that I am going to have to miss out :(. sorry babe, it wasn't intentional! I am sure that there will be other parties though to go to and I am in the mood for some good cock but I need to study too. will remember to ask/bribe Codi about Friday if possible.
thanks for reading! I tend to consider this my little column so i hope you like.
Had to add in the rest of my good luck today...I went into East Hall to do some inventory work and I ran into a class that was hosting a panal or something with a CD father. She talked about coming out to her kids and her wife, and how she (the wife) doesn't appreciate it. I wanted to speak and tell her to tell her wife that after dating a lot of CDs I have learned that, unless you are shopping, they are the kindest and most loving people I have ever met. Seriously. Out of all the sexual fetishes CDs tend to understand more about being a woman and women's persectuion than most others. I kind of want to sneak back in a half an hour and tell her that but I don't think I will. I also found jonasparker's entry about another sex work anthropologist that is similar to what I usually read. If you are on diaryland hit my fav entires...day is going long but well!