Potholes of Wisdom OR The Key for Excruciating Pain

So, as mentioned in my previous post, I've been in some huge pain. I know quite a few people here who are becoming dentists and all of them are surprised that I haven't been given vicodine or anything for pain. That's funny, because after the last few days, I too am surprised that I wasnt given anything to atleast cut off the nerves from my face-area to my brain. My roommate suggested I go to the Student Health Center and have them give me a prescription. I figured that would be easy, I could go to it right after my classes. So I did.

I made an appointment and called my mom. She said to make sure that they do take my insurance, so I do not have to pay anything. So, I called real quick to find out. Turns out that they do not contract to any insurance company, so they will only know AFTER they commit me to their battery of tests and paperwork. So I cancelled, just in time so I dont have to pay a fee as well!

I called my dentist (whose name I now know) and he said come in as soon as you can. I called around my roommates for a ride, but to no avail. I called my FHE sisters, all were busy. So I went to my elders qourum president, (who lives around the corner, literally) and asked if he wanted to do his service for the day, he said yes, but had a class during the time I needed to go, but he asked his roommate, who gave me a ride, and was nothing but friendly. I told him to make sure if there is anything he needs doing, Im his man.

I was in and out in maybe 10 minutes total. Maybe not even that long. It turned out that the pain was caused by, and check this out for gross-out factor, festering food stuck in my wisdom holes (do they have a name of the holes? Gums? That sounds too easy.)

Unfortunately the blonde dentist (that felt too much like scrubs where Janitor calls the blonde doctor "Blonde Doctor".) wasn't working, but I have an appoinment for a cleaning next week. I hope they drain as much from my insurance as they can. Legally. Today's appointment was free, which was good. My dentist is a good guy, slow sense of humor, but his assistants (who know my name, maybe because im in so much, or they deal with my insurance, or im such a baby that I have to go back to get my wisdom holes cleaned) make up for it, they are super friendly. Go figure! They're early-mid 20's mormon women. Probably making a fortune at this practice as well! hmmm, maybe I should be a dentist. It sounds like a lot of work. Maybe i'll be a dentist in England! Maybe i'll just rob a bank, that's a lot less thinking, and if it's a small town, I may actually get away with it...wait! My concisence wouldn't much care for that! oh well!

Well, that was just an update for today. Talk to you guys later. Does anyone know if Dan reads these? Or the grandparents? Can I delegate that to someone? I give this assignment to Mom and Anna, for some grandmother/granddaughter bonding.

Tim

Where my money goes!

This past weekend has been the worst since I got here. Among getting my teeth pulled and THAT constant annoyance, I've had no one to hang out with, and nothing to do. Everyone is either gone or busy (who's busy in college?) So I've done a lot of sitting around generally moping. (in the case that I've spelled that wrong, Id like to assure my readers understand im not cleaning the kitchen floor.)

I have to go back to the dentist today so that he can give me drugs. I dont even care anymore what kind of drugs he gives me, as long as my mouth goes numb, he could give me coke for all i care. I may regret that later in rehab. But there is two things good about going back to the dentist, not that I have to sacrifice ANOTHER favor by asking someone if they could drive me there, but

A) The pain will go away. I can sleep for more then twenty minutes. I also dont have to worry myself and my roommate, Shawn, about me ODing on Advil. (Im nearly done with that bottle, ive murdered my tylenol already)

AND

B) I can get the dental assistants phone number. Last time I was unable to do that due to all the tools in my mouth, and generally not being able to talk afterwards. It was hard enough having to explain AGAIN to one of them that my parents address is NOT a city called APO, but rather its a military code or something. And then they have to ask, "Oh, is your father in the military?" Which just opens up a completely new can of pain on its own.

I dont know how long I can make it through class today, the pain has been giving me headaches and Advil is seriously not working very anymore. I have very forgiving teachers (or who can be) but I dont want to abuse this forgivness on this situation. I asked myself last night, at oooooh-3 o'clock or 4, whether Mom would've let me stay home from school in this condition. So I ran through the list of what have I done, what could I do? And realized that Mom knows exactly what she's doing. She would've known to ask for painkillers. Had I painkillers, I would certainly be in class. She also probably knows some secret to healing quicker, If I were healed I'd be in class. The rule was unless you're throwing up or have a fever, your on the bus. (I may have jazzed that up a bit, but you get the idea) So after hitting THAT snag in my thoughts last night, I got derailed and thought, "What if I got my arm ripped off? Certainly, she would've made me go to school!"

But I would'nt put my money on that!

Probably for the best, though I kicked and complained about it all the time. I was not the easiest person to wake up everyday. But I really do feel appreciation for her getting me up for seminary, and driving me to school, putting up with my grouchiness and my music in the car EVERYDAY. It's very cheesey sounding, but true. All the RM's anywhere, where they have RM's always say how it helped them on their mission, or whatever. I understand that already.

Anywho, I will talk to you guys later, I got to finish up a bit of homework, then walk to class. I think there should've been a mandatory car rule, instead of a laptop. I already had a laptop.

Tim

Long dayz

I heard somewhere in college there's no rules. So i changed the "s" in days to a "z". That'll show the man how serious I am!

ANYWHO!

I dont know if i ever fully explained the title of my blog. Quarters for the machine is because of how expensive it is to do my laundry. Three bucks! for one load. That is, only if you actually want your clothes dry. a load for wash is one dollar (two loads for a full set of laundry) and then both can fit in one dryer. Which for 18 minutes of drying is only a quarter, but to get your clothes dry (because believe it or not, a dryer tends to just warm up your clothes, not make them toasty warm and dry in this freezing cold weather!) So i shove another buck of quarters in that evil machine.

Man it was good to hear from Dan today. Maybe too many stories of porn, but he's a grunt, I guess that's what he has to deal with. I was reading a milblog today about a grunt, and he talks about what kind of a person he is. Referring to him hitting on a married woman, and things of that nature. So I guess they are all in the same boat? I dont know.

It is getting much colder here alot faster then I'd thought. We are on storming warning, it's suppose to snow tonight, but I doubt it'll do much more then frost. Im a little excited to see it snow up to my knees like I hear everyone talk about it being able to. And not a moment too late to have gotten a pair of boots in, they keep my feet warm, look good, and are really versatile in support, construction of the shoe itself, and just the range of control they give. I had this idea of buying a used or crappy electric blanket and rigging it up to a battery ripping out the heating junk, and sticking em' in a pair of long johns. So I'm warm, while im coaching football or walking in the snow. or in a class with no heating. In my apartment with no heating for that matter... Plus then I'd wear jeans ontop of them so now wind or anything.

I see this idea going two ways: First, Ill spend more money then I'd like on a finding an electric blanket and battery supply, it becomes a total success and doesnt snow or remain cold the rest of my stay here.

OR

I could Hook it up, and the second I hit a puddle of water, or a wire becomes bare, I get shocked to death. Well not to death, but a lot. Which I'd imagine is as bad as death.

Ok, so my day, I had NO classes. Both of my friday classes were cancelled. Which is cool, but I dont have a job, and everyone I know is in class. So I dont know what's better. to be able to chill at home watching some cool military channel stuff and reading for my middle eastern studies class. Or sittin in the library on campus so I can download another show about the modern combat rifle has every Nazi and Commie to thank for it's creation. I cant tell you how many episodes* of combat rifle (weapon, or combat in general) evolution I've seen that have reenacted the revolutionary war. And, another thing to note is that all the military historians are ex-marines and overweight.

So I've been lazing around the house. At night, I went to an ultimate frisbee game in sub-artic temperatures. Ihave my national guard jacket and my BIG rain coat on, with jeans, two pairs of tall socks, and my boots, and I was still cold. Today is MUCH worst, but no snow (If you cant tell I fell asleep writing this.)

But One of my FHE sisters called me and said they were watching a movie, so they came up to the stadium and picked me up. I was like an ice cube when they came by.

Later on, I met up with a kid from my military physical fitness class and went running. His name is Cash. And he's been the only consistentancey in running buddies. In class, He does much better then me on the running, so I run with some people in the back, for two reasons:

My selfish reason is because some of the girls are pretty cute and fun to talk to. Plus it looks good when I push them to not walk, to sprint, to finish off good.
AND
Because I COULD run a little further then them, thats where the gap in people is, so I have no one to talk to or pace with, so I will inevitably fall back to them anyways. So, it's just easier to push one or two people to move up there with me and make it look like it's easy for me or something to make look like a stud.

I have more pictures to upload to my website. But I really have to go up to campus to do it, the upload speed is crazy up there, I dont think any other students upload things often, Maybe little text or something, but not much of anything.

Well, I will talk to you guys later.

Tim

*Maybe four...WAY too many.

learn what you should learn

do what you should do
be what you should be.

That's my proof that I've been to the priesthood session. I actually quite enjoyed it. I went to the Hart Auditorium to see it. The Hart is our gym/classroom/auditorium building. I thought it was extremely empty, i would've guessed that only a thousand guys went, maybe a tiny bit more. The building legally hold 4, 673 people, and i KNOW we have at least that many guys in this school.

Anywho, I'm watching General conference right now online and will attend the next meeting tonight at the Hart.

I dont really know what people want to read on here so, give me questions and I will be able to know more of what to write.

Um, i'll go for a week in review I guess.

Nothing to big really happened this last week, I went to the dentist, that took FAR too long. But i learned dads birthday-year. Which is good. I dont know what else really happened. I had a really slow weekend, no one was home and I had no one to drive me when I could've used a ride.

This coming week is going to be fun. I have to attend a art exhibit and write a paper by friday, which will be nice. I also want to go rock climbing, it only costs like 6 bucks and i got two tickets so I got to find someone to go with me.

This morning I was suppose to go to the local plasma center for a physical, but I was not even close to waking up at 6 to be there by 6:30. But they said I can call anytime, it's not like I have an appoitment, its all walk-in junk. I walked to the plasma center on saturday due to boredom, that and I was walking in the area anyways. And the ladt at the counter said, "How can I help you?" I replied, "Well, I have a problem."

Plasma Lady "What's up?
Me "I have all this plasma, I dont know what it does and I'd like you to do a full-plasma drain on me."
Plasma Lady "hmm. Well-"
Me "OH! And I've lived in England for the last seven years, will that be a problem?"
Plasma Lady "Let me ask"
She disappears. and returns to tell that its cool and to talk to some other chick about coming in on monday.

Me "Do I need talk to you?"
Plasma Fiend "Yep, call this number monday morning or walk-in by 6:30 and we'll try to give you a physical as soon as we can!"
Me (much less enthusiastic after hearing I have to wake up and WALK almost a mile WAAAY before normal people should be up. "Can I just get a needle and pop it in my arm now? That saves everyone's time..."
Plasma Fiend (confused) "No-"
Me "AND probably save a life!"

That is more of a dramatic reproduction of what actually happened. But it was REALLY close to actual events.

Anywho, Today has been good, I had to watch Dr. Strangelove for Humanities last night, which was fun. I especially enjoy analyzing films, more so when others have NO IDEA what any of this is about...I know what your thinking, "Oh that Tim, what a genius!"

It's true.

Emily- Don't worry about the shutterfly book deal. It probably cost them a dollar or two to create the entire book, and it would probably completely screw the hawaiian lady over too. But you have good intentions, I think you are being rewarded. I sign of good salesmanship, from what I've seen so far in my 18 years of exsistance, is that people are more willing to spend more money if they know a company will work for them. By chancing the return and correction of this book, it may take you forever explaining to someone who works in a cubicle and watches the clock until work is over, and you can imagine something like this can't happen TOO often, so who knows how crazy it could really get...Maybe Im thinking way to far into this.

Speaking of people in cubicles, I was walking a week or so ago and saw a place that was hiring, now get this, it was called the "Rexburg Opinon Center"! A place like that is where I should be working! I think they just answer everyones questions for the city or whatever companies pay them to operate in their center. Looks lame, but I'm full of opinons...
I have a photo website guys! its www.mudgettphoto.com Stop by for a visit!

Well, until next time folks!
Tim