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| With all the hubbub in the news about the FDA reviewing LASIK for more warnings, like the surgeon general's on tobacco, I should mention, to anyone who doesn't know, I've had it. And reading about the warnings to clarify, I find them minor warnings. > Starbursts: While wearing glasses, I barely remember when there weren't slight starbursts at night, must have been the thick prescription the crammed into the thin polycarbonate > Dry Eye: Actually, with the eyedrop regime prescribed to me after the surgery, this was an issue. I *gasp* was late getting back from a break during class because I had to ask a friend to go buy eye drops and was outside waiting for her. The prof in that class is one that would love to lock the doors the second class is scheduled to begin, or a break to end... and I had to slip into my front row seat, Late. Guess I should've disregarded the eye drop regimine and just whined to the FDA > Do Not Operate: hmm, I thought I was severely nearsighted. The doc did mention something about the possibility I'd have to go in twice to be totally 20-20. Never did need to go under the laser again though. Guess 9 diopters avg is not severely nearsighted enough. > Reading glasses: Well duh, the surgery's to provide clear vision, not an eyeball fountain of youth. I mean, these are the FDA's concerns? I was more concerned about signing a stmt saying I wouldn't sue the doctor and org if I went totally blind. Really, someone makes me blind and I wouldn't be able to sue their pants off? I spent as much time researching nearsightedness and the history of eye surgery as I did googling the surgeon's name. I think he came from Texas and might've been divorced? Wrote some papers though :). I learned things I won't ever need to know, like how I was almost guaranteed to be nearsighted, I believe there are four major factors, let's see, Asian, check; female, check; premie, check and family history, check. Bingo? Gin? Too bad the lottery's harder to hit than that. So although it's important for the FDA to outline warnings, almost any quack should be able to provide them, and as far as I'm aware, Google is still in business. If you're too old to google stuff, you're probably too old to be getting LASIK. Whatever, doesn't affect me, I've already gotten the surgery. And I'm not blind yet, I have a few years to middle aged :). Not suicidal, eyes tear normally. I'm not saying the warnings aren't important, but I think the odds of getting lung cancer from cigarettes and dying is a little higher. Although I don't work for the FDA, or the surgeon general, so I don't have the data. :P | | |
| I really need to take a break. I need to take some time off work. Have a three day weekend, hell, just have a two day weekend. And not just so I can be dragged about the greater LA area with visiting relatives to visit relatives, and old classmates... my mother's old classmates. The last time I took time to just me...I guess it would be when I was in Germany. Even then, I spent time doing the obligatory tourist things, beergartens, glockenspiels, leberkase semmels :) I just want a couple days away to be pampered, lay around in the sun. Soak up the warmth. Anyone know of any Spa Sweepstakes going on? I have about three email addresses I could use. Even going home isn't a vacation, going about with friends, being needled about going through things in my room and discarding some. I now get the upside of saving as my dad keeps getting at me to do. If I had some savings to spend, I'd get a nice little vacation to SB, or a flight away from here. Even if only for a weekend. The cost of a the plane ticket for so short a trip would not matter as much, if only I had more savings. Hmm, speaking of spending savings, it's off to the pump I go, to pour all my savings into my gas tank...woohoo. :P | | |
| I am so beyond disturbed by something at work. Not the phone job, but the coffee job. Being face to face with customers has always been something I enjoy. But today, I appreciate the anonymity of being on the phone. Today at the coffee job some random customer, middle-aged, average looks, started chatting me up, and believe me, I know right away if they're being creepy or polite. Having him ask my name was the first warning. If he was a regular that would be fine. He was not. Then taking forever to order. I love that you want to hold on to my attention, really, no I'm not being fake polite, I really adore that you aren't able to just spit out your order. If you want a pastry, just tell me which one, of course it's not a waste of my time and everyone else in line's time to have me walk over to the pastry case, get two pastries then have you decide you only want one of them. And then asking about my second job... were you eavesdropping on my convo w/ co-workers? Sure fake that you weren't, ask what it is because you think you recognize me from somewhere else. I'm so taken aback I answer, oh one of the places across the street. You say, ofcourse!, which one again? Me: Um, Pac***. You, that's right, that's it, what is it you do there, life insurance? Me *thought: ugh what a creep, I'll just answer while making myself look busy and hopefully it'll stop, only five year olds don't get the not so subtle I'm working cues right?*. In *investment instruments*. Creep: Oh, and what do you do in that? Me: I work in a call center. Creep doesn't even have the normal social good graces to admit he's creepy and does not know me from there. Creep doesn't know the company, and only someone working in the same offices would even recognize me from there. I'm still creeped out. If I don't show up places I'm supposed to be in the next week, pls check the security tape at the coffee job, he ordered twice, middle aged white male. Paid too much attention to barista brewing coffee after ordering second drink. Wore sunglasses first time ordering. I'm sure all this detail may make a third party wonder if it is a cover up. Do I find him cute? I must admit I do remember details when I find someone good looking. But I also remember details when I think someone is beyond annoying and bizarre/creepy. Today's creep reminds me of a customer at my first job in high school, almost ten years ago. Man in a fluorescent? windbreaker, nail polish (green, I believe), some make up on his face. He peered at my name tag and addressed me by name when ordering. Not totally creepy though. Just truly odd. Was probably trying to be polite. Was not inquisitive about my life outside of that place. Came earlier in the morning, before public swim began. Hmm, man in make up at pool, maybe he was a bit creepy. Anyway, just needed to make note somewhere in case I disappear, who the authorities should be looking for. Even though being polite and providing good customer service, I think if he comes in again I have the right to refuse to be the one to assist him, or take his order and state MYOB if he asks any questions outside of, do you still have the fat free donuts? Which he did ask, weirdo. It's a donut, either indulge or don't. I sure as hell can live w/ myself eating a chocolate donut almost everyday. It won't kill you to have one once, goodness. Btw, work is going great! Haha. Other than the occasional weirdness. | | |
| I can't explain how thrilled I was to find this webpage. Sure, glancing the mouse across it shows it's just a Google map page, but the information is so helpful. I stayed up half the night last night waiting to see if the Santiago fire was hitting structures. I don't know whether to be thankful or sad that it's going in the other direction. I'm so worried about one of my Job1 co-workers. I was checking up on the fire at work, and saw that after a morning of no evacuations, there were voluntary and mandatory evacuations in Lake Forest and Foothill Ranch. I mentioned it to the co-worker, preceding it w/ a thoughtless, "hey, don't you live in Lake Forest?" So far, in the three hours since I mentioned it, the evacuations are still voluntary. I felt so guilty after mentioning it, he was so worried. I didn't mean to freak him out, and had to back-paddle emphasizing the voluntary aspect. He's one of my favorite co-workers, so far, I hope he's fine and maintaining some calm, some how. It's amazing how quickly things change. This morning the fires were fading in my mind. The sky was clearing outside, the smoke blowing away. Silly me thinking it meant things in Orange County would return to being idyllic. By the time I got off work, the sky was smoking. Last night I worried about how close it may come to me, totally silly as I live in a highly developed area. Today, some sanity and perspective has settled in. Now I only worry how long this will continue. The BFF visited this weekend w/ her sister. She mentioned today that, honestly, while driving north on I-5 to get home, she felt like it was the apocalypse as more and more fire units passed in the other direction. Maybe movies aren't all bunk, those scenes where civilians head in one direction, as the emergency crews travel in the other. Hearing talk on the radio how this is like Katrina, w/o the water shows just how dire things are. In San Diego, the vast majority of schools are closed. My cousin is having a fire day at UCSD. In front of UCI, the only message on the marquee is, "fire update, classes are in session". In SD also, people are being sheltered in Qualcomm Stadium. Last night, in Malibu I believe, store managers opened Ralph's so firemen, emerg crews could stock up on supplies. As it was in New Orleans, these disasters have also brought out the opportunists, looters. At least it is easier for residents to flee. In the Southeast, not everyone had a boat to make their way. While vehicles driving through fire areas w/ full gas tanks may be a bit inadvisable, vehicles per capita/evacuee is far higher than the boats per capita in 2005. It does sound like I'm arguing against how much worse these extensive fires are. I can fight for it too, but I've never too good at coming up w/ how much worse the situation I'm "in" is than other disasters. In some ways it is worse. After the storm passed, the damage wrought in most of the SE was all there was, other hurricanes were watched, but not many passed back over. Even in New Orleans, as the water filled the areas below sea level, at least it was known where the water would stop. Though people in the Superdome suffered, at least they knew, the water would not reach them there. The way the fires have been growing, developing since yesterday morning, there's no way of knowing where a fire will flare up next. The Agua Dulce fire appeared to be contained, until it sparked flames and began the far more serious Canyon Country fire. Even the Santiago fire, while not instigating new fires, is behaving quite fickly. Last night there were evacuations, this morning they were lifted, this afternoon there were mandatory evacuations. It's worse than I am at making up its/my mind. | | |
| Can my subconcious predict the future? Or was this just inevitable and I happened to be thinking about it as I slept? I guess the aformentioned crazy dream, was not quite so crazy, and no more inappropriate than the real activities my dream cohort and I partook in this weekend. But you know, things may have been easier remaining as dreams. How does this affect my plans for the future? And in the far more short term, is this something we will build on, go further with? Or was it just a fun weekend, to be tucked away? At least the activities of the weekend made me more familiar of the area I live in, restaurants and attractions to visit. I do know, I'll have to rethink how I've been trying to make myself think about Dream Cohort. Guess convincing myself to look upon him as just an older brother is shot to pieces. Unless I'm Angelina Jolie, making out with her brother...did I say making out? Hmm, I mean kissing. Although for Angelina, I think it really was making out.... I don't read US and People as often as I did in my mail clerk days. Anyway, things should clarify over time. At least now I'm not thinking as much about how this or that would be. Knowledge is Power. Oh, and the big plus, he's snuggle-able w/o being squishy. Gymin and workin on his torso has really paid off, at least in my opinion. :) | | |
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