Jun. 3rd, 2006

oneirophrenia: (Mr. Rogers)
I went to the doctor AGAIN today because...well, that broken-glass-and-acid feeling has been coming back in the ol' bladderial region of the anatomy. The Cipro that I've been on for five fucking months just wasn't working. So I told my urologist what was happening. He proceeded to take out my test results--which had been done before I went in to the hospital--and glanced at them. "Well, you don't show any signs of an infection," he said.

WTF? I told him that I'd seen my regular doctor last week and had had another urinalysis and a culture-and-sensitivity test done as well. He was supposed to send my urologist the information. "Oh!" said urologist said, "I don't need that. I have everything from the hospital here. You don't have an infection."

"WELL WHAT ABOUT LAST WEEK WHEN I WENT IN TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM BECAUSE I WAS IN SUCH PAIN AND THEY DID A TEST THERE AND SAID I HAD A HORRENDOUS INFECTION!?!?!" I practically screamed.

He shrugged. "You were on the Cipro, right?"

"Yeah...I finished it yesterday."

"Oh, well, then the infection is gone."

"NO, YOU FUCKING IDIOT--THE CIPRO DIDN'T WORK. IT'S COMING BACK."

After about twenty minutes of arguing, he finally agreed to put me on something called Levaquin for the next two weeks. I thanked him and went to get the prescription filled.

$160 for two weeks.

I called his office back and said, "Uhhh...I can't really afford $160 right now. Is there anything else I can take?"

"The only other stuff we can give you is Cipro," the nurse said, "because that's all your insurance covers."

After another twenty minutes of wrangling with them, it became clear that the only thing I was going to get was this $160 Levaquin--which, if my prescription plan hadn't covered a little of it, would've cost me over $200. So I bought it. I now have $12 to my name until Wednesday.

This shit had better work. It better make my piss and body so fucking toxic to other lifeforms that a goddamned inorganic nanotech installation would shrivel up and die.
oneirophrenia: (New Year's Eve)
I got a new laptop today. A Hewlett-Packard Pavilion zd8000, currently retailing for between $1100 and $1800.

So what did I pay for it? )
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Wow. I forgot how fucking awesome Elkland is. Golden is a wonderful synthpop album, but I like the Apart/Salvation single more because it has "I Think I Hate Her," one of my favorite songs of all time. "She hates me, and I think I hate her...."--what a refrain!

I'm still obsessed with the new Pet Shop Boys album, Fundamental, though. More New Wave dance than your ass can take in one sitting!

I've been listening to a lot of really, really old Ministry lately, too: The Side Trax and Early Trax compilations. My god, how is it possible that the same guy who produced the absolutely incredible "Every Day is Halloween" and "Nature of Love" could be the same guy who released Filth Pig and whatever that new album is called? How do you go from being one of the best synthpop/New Wave/oldskool industrial acts of all time to being a bland, boring metal band? As far as I'm concerned, Ministry stopped releasing albums after The Land of Rape and Honey. OK, maybe Psalm 69 was okay, too...but only because it spawned "Jesus Built My Hotrod." 12" single version ONLY, though...not useless album version.

And while I'm riled up about music....What the fuck happened to industrial? You couldn't pay me enough to listen to the bad-trance/bad-metal diarrhea that people pass off as "industrial" these days...so don't ever expect to see me at an "industrial" night, unless they're damnwell playing oldskool KMFDM, Skinny Puppy, FLA, Noise Unit, and the like. Industrial died when Wax Trax! went under. Someone needs to exorcise its ghost. Ghostbusters, where are you when we need you most?

I live my life like it's still 1984. If I live long enough to be uploaded, look for me in the virtual scape where the year is 1984 forever. Be damn sure your avatar is programmed to do the robot, though, 'cause it's gonna be Kraftwerk and Afrika Bamabaata on tap 24/7.
oneirophrenia: (Mr. Rogers)
Go ahead, idiot, sink your approval ratings even MORE.

Right now, if you combined Nixon, Bush Number 1, and Herbert Hoover into one gestalt uberPresident, I would bet you my life savings (all $25 of it) that the Triple Threat Hybrid would still have a higher approval rating than George W. Bush...even if it accidentally started a nuclear war, killed and ate every surviving whale of any species, and pissed on the Lincoln Memorial while shouting, "House on fire! House on fire! PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!"

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