This month a check did not come. My mother finally decided to call about it. Such a thing happens. From the call we learned that next time such a thing happens, we should call after the forth day. So, now they are looking into it. It could have gone to the wrong place and the like. It might have just vanished. After they make sure no one has tried to use it, in case it was stolen, they will send a second if the first one still has not come. If we end up getting two for this month, we just have to send one of them back since they cannot undo such themselves.
Um… My dad was here last weekend. He and my mother left the next day (Friday) to go to my sister’s Graduation. So, she is not finished with college and has a load of problems. Said problems are the following: No job, thus no cash, thus no place to live once her apartment lease is over. So… she is trying to come up with better options than having to live with my brother or us. My dad gave her money for her graduation present, so that should tie her over for a while. Hopefully she will find a job… or at least set her standards lower than what she has now. She expects the world on a silver platter without realizing that such a thing is not going to happen unless our parents were filthy rich and were of great influence over people in the field she studied on. Sigh.
Eh… Other than that things have gone relatively to the norm. I had a strange urge to draw ideas I had back when I was very little. Well, they were not so much as ideas as they were irks that I needed placated. I like to edit or do revamps of things. Well, there were various things I stumbled upon that drove this sudden need. How i came upon such things was due to looking around to see what sites I visited when I was in seventh grade were still around. There are still some around! I even found a few places that I had left my presence on while under a different name. Ah… nostalgia.
Oh, and since I cannot really do much for my mom and I think buying a paper card that has a saying on it is just… useless. I told my mom that e-cards were simply deleted right after read and that paper cards just take more effort to get rid of. So, when we ate out tonight, I bought. It was just my mother and me, so there were no qualms on my side – I am not buying my siblings a meal.
Uh… I guess that is all… well, other than the fact that I have more dentist appointments. I did not go on April the 30th. I did go last Monday. I have about four more visits to go. Why? Heh… the time it takes to work on one tooth is about two hours worth… I have come to find that dentistry is an art form of its own. The dentist has to shape my teeth. Last time I had a bit of concern over how my bite was since the wear was no longer there, but I became used to the change. This time one tooth is just too long, thus my bite is off. I get to tell her about it this coming Monday. One might think my teeth must be atrocious, but all the work is on cavities that are very small it seems. No, it is only the fact that the process takes a long time.
In any case I have had nice, brief conversations with the dentist after the work is done for the day. Somehow the talk about patience came into play and i told her how I lacked in it. She said I obviously had some since I sit silent and still for hours with my mouth wide open. Heh… I’m not a talker. I’m more of a thinker. I’m not restless if mentally preoccupied. Good times.
Okay, enough of this shit. I did not sleep last night, went to bed at one thirty PM and woke at six in the afternoon to go grocery shopping stayed up all of this night and it is now seven AM… I’m beat… mentally anyway.