Jackie: A Tale of Perversity and Woe

So, the deal with my tax refund was -- well, my mom decided to do my taxes for me while I was sleeping, and apparently she typed in the wrong account number, so my bank rejected the direct deposit. So I'm gonna be getting a check within the next week or two. At least I'll be getting it! I wish I had it now, though, so I could pay off my student loans and not be freaking out so much. But oh well. I'll get the money back soon after so I guess it's okay.

Also, my foot is (basically) better now. It still hurts a little bit when I walk but it's not anywhere near as bad as it was a few days ago. So, yay!

Also also, I've stopped watching Glee. I just can't take the stupidity and offensiveness and the sexism anymore.

So, my foot is sprained, I'm pretty sure, and I'm supposed to rest it and constantly ice it or whatever and not walk but I can't avoid walking for the next two days because I have to go to work and I have to walk there. If I was getting a ride there and back both days it wouldn't be such a big deal but it's a ten to fifteen minute walk there and back and I don't think I can do it again. It's been hurting since the concert on Thursday and I'm really worried I've done a lot of damage to it over the past few days as I thought it was just, like, sore or something and it would get better but it hasn't. I iced it tonight and it's elevated on a pillow right now and it feels fine, but it didn't hurt when I was sitting before anyway.

This is just fucking great. Like I need this shit right now. I can't afford to miss any work, and my FUCKING TAX REFUND IS STILL NOT HERE when I need it to pay my student loans again until I can find a second job, which I may not be able to do now because I told work I was available any time and now they are scheduling for mornings, afternoons, and nights, and it is impossible finding out my schedule far enough in advance to tell any second job that I may have.

WHAT DID I DO, UNIVERSE? HUH?

eta: Screw it, unless my foot is magically cured tomorrow morning, I'm calling in sick tomorrow. It's only a four hour shift anyway.

And there's no weird swelling or anything, so that's good, I guess. My foot looks totally normal. It just hurts when I walk.

I don't know if any of you remember this entry where I explained who Tim Kreider is, but if it's too tl;dr for you, here is a short summary: He is a liberal political cartoonist that me and my friend Bonner got into when we were in high school, and we basically worshiped the guy.

Now, onto the story. Bonner calls me up on Saturday and informs me that Mr. Kreider is going to be doing a slide presentation show in NYC on Valentine's Day and that we had to go. Luckily I happened to not have work that day. ~DESTINY

We went to Sophie's house first and watched "Up" (I think I must've seen that movie like 7 times by now, but it's so great!), then headed on our adventure.

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The most excruciating pain...I've EVER been through. And it was going on for the past two hours...it was so bad I was throwing up and I could barely move.

Thank GOD it's over. Good ol' Tylenol.