Wednesday, September 13, 2006

A Day Off

Well, today I had an exceptionally rare day off of school. My field placement supervisor was not going to be there, and as I am still unoriented to everything, I got a day off. So, this is what I accomplished off of my to do list:
  • Check out the new thrift store just down the street
  • Go to the bank
  • Go to the library
  • Go grocery shopping
  • Clean out my fridge. (It really needed doing. I started will a full fridge and ended with a mostly empty fridge.)
  • Take out trash.
  • Do dishes.
  • Do some computer stuff.
  • Thaw some hamburger. (Well, I am still doing it. I am hoping to make a nice supper.)
  • Catch up on WebCT

Things I did not accomplish:

  • Reading, Reading, Reading!!!!!! (For school. I am perfectly capable on keeping up on pleasure reading.)
  • Get my thoughts together for my social policy paper
  • Research stuff for placement (that may still get done)

It was a rather nice, abiet chilly, day, spent chiefly in my own company.

Oh, but I did meet the nicest old man in the Safeway today. I had the hiccups, so I fished out some juice, bent over, and drank it upside down. (Only thing that works. May-B suggested it when I was staying at her house for QoWP's wedding. What can I say? It was loud, and silencing the thirty or so of us at BPs. And giving us (me at least) a headache. I have been thankful for the idea ever since. Even if it makes me look stupid in public.)

Anyway, so this nice old man stopped me for a discourse on hiccups. This poor man had had hiccups since 1984!!! That is longer than I have been alive! Anyway, just last month, he had finally found a cure, and is now enjoying life again. He had been to doctors, who said that hiccups is a sign of acid reflex (odd, but OK), had spent a bunch of money, and changed his diet a bunch, and had been on a bunch of different medications, but he finally found a herbal remedy- some sort of aloe vera drink. He was so happy about it- I would be too. Imagine having loud, embarressing hiccups for twenty-two years.

I would have turned into a hermit.

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