wednes | Oh...well hell.

It's not everyone who can say their maintenance man made them postpone their wedding. But as it happens, this is probably going to happen to me. WE filed our insurance claim today for the stolen pills, and found out we have a $500 deductible, not the $100 I thought we had. My idea was to do without the pills we can't afford. H's idea is to postpone the wedding. My other idea was to find the maintenance man and hit him until he gives us my damn pills back. This is so fucking wrong! If I'd known the deductible was so high, I may have pressed charges against that fucker.

Anyway, I'll find out more today when I go to the doctor. He might have some clever idea that will keep me in meds. If I had the good county health plan, they'd have covered me...but no. I have to have the crappy one. I know I say this a lot, but being poor is damn frustrating. I really don't want to have to postpone my nuptuals...I feel pretty strongly that they've been postponed enough.

Congrats to the rest of you poor bastards out there who got raises thanks to the minimum wage increase. Sad that I actually know adults who actually benefit from this. Sad that it actually took this long for people to figure out that you can't live on 5 or even 6 dollars an hour. It's just not possible, not in Michigan anyway where you need things like heat and a jacket.

The new iPhones appear to kick ass.
Maybe in ten years I'll be able to afford a used one.

I think this week I'm going to figure out a way to push someone and take their job.
Then I'd have a job.
My job developer hasn't called me back in literally months. I'm in the process of getting someone else to work with, who hopefully will not be a slacking worthless bitch. That would be nice.

Oh, and as if all that weren't enough, my book contract has still not arrived in the mail.