I've spent way too much time watching this show over the past few weeks. There's a reason for that, of course -- it's fucking hilarious. I don't know how I never got into this show before now.
I'd suggest to Daisy that she and I should watch it together, but it's definitely not her thing -- every character in the show is thoroughly reprehensible and crude. She prefers shows with likeable, inspiring characters. When I watch comedy shows, I just want to laugh. I don't need, or want, to identify with the characters. I just want the funny.
Anyway. Apparently tonight is the night when we spring forward into Daylight Savings Time. I say "apparently" because I knew nothing of this until yesterday. I always thought we did it around Easter, or something, and nobody had mentioned it until yesterday, when my Facebook and Twitter feeds exploded with messages about turning the clocks forward.
In fact, I don't even know when Easter is this year.
Thanks, almighty Google!
So earlier tonight, I went and turned all the clocks forward (with the exception of my alarm clock, which I haven't gotten to yet) so that I wouldn't forget. My phone, atomic clock, 2DS, and computer clocks all update on their own. I do not envy those running the cash registers at the grocery store in Missouri in which I used to work many years ago -- on the night that DST kicks in, the clocks on them go nuts and lock up everything, making all of them completely freeze and reset.
Of course, that's not really an issue anymore as those stores started closing down at midnight even when I was still working there five years ago.
Wow. I just realized that in June, it'll be five years since I left that store, that job, that town, and that state. Time flies, hm?
Anyway.
Since I was awake so early this morning, I did all of my grading. I actually finished it before noon, surprisingly enough. It wasn't easy, especially not with my eye still bothering me as much as it was then, but I got through it relatively quickly. There was less of it than I thought there would be, so it wasn't as bad as it could've been. By the time I was done, though, my eye was watering and was really tired and aching, so I got some food and went back to bed around 2PM or so.
When I woke up at 8:30 or so, my eye was feeling much better, a trend that still continues even now. It's much less blurry and red than it was before, but it is still scratchy and achy. I described it to Daisy as the feeling your eyes get when you're really tired and want to go to bed, that achy-sleepy-scratchy feeling, except the eye feels that way all the time.
"It's probably scratched or infected," she said.
"Or both," I replied. "But the point is, it's getting better."
And it is. Slowly. I'm hoping that by Tuesday, it's completely healed and normal again. I know my immune system is down a bit anyway, as I have another small blister on my lip that developed in the past 48 hours or so. I've been taking L-Lysine for it, and it's drying up and fading away, of course, but that's a sure sign that my body is fighting off some sort of infection or illness. It also doesn't help that basically everyone I know has been dreadfully sick at some point in the past few weeks, including several close friends and colleagues. I tend to get sick once or twice a year, but thus far this semester (knock on wood) I've been able to stay relatively unscathed, if only because I'm only on main campus in close proximity to those folks one day a week.
Tomorrow and Monday, if my eye continues to get better and I can see enough to read the small print/do the math, I plan to draft out my taxes and see what I'll get back. If all goes well, I'll mail them out on Monday or Tuesday. I also have to pay the three bills I have right now, which include my water bill, electric bill, and my Amazon card bill -- the latter of which I'll be able to pay off a big chunk of. I was going to pay those this morning, but as I was grading and my eye was tired/hurting again, I just decided to wait until later. None of them are due for another two weeks or so (or more) anyway, and I get paid again on Friday as I enter my Spring Break.
Daisy is planning to discuss with her boss what the best day to take off next week would be, as that will shape when I make the trip to Omaha over my break. She mentioned that she may take the 17th off if she can, which would be a week from Monday. That means she'd be able to come down that night and we could return that night in the overnight hours (with me driving us) or in the morning, getting a little more time up there together. It depends on what works. Even though I have twelve days in a row off for Spring Break, she still has to work eight of those days, which throws a huge wrench into travel and togetherness plans for a visit.
"Of course," I told her, "if I had a car I could trust to get me to and from Omaha, this wouldn't be an issue. But I don't, because I'm poor."
The Monte Carlo probably could make it there and back if I was really careful and made frequent stops, but I wouldn't trust it completely -- and, as much of the drive is through 20-mile straight stretches of absolutely nothing, where there's no cell phone service whatsoever and no one around, if the car did decide to blow a major part on me, I would be completely and totally fucked, and stranded. I may drive the car 180 miles a week or so, but never all in one day, and I'm always close to a town or I'm within the city of Wichita were something to happen.
So, on that note, I'm going to go back to bed to rest my eye some more and try to sleep. I've been catching up on my sleep fairly well this weekend because of the eye -- I don't know if I'm actually tired, or if my eye just makes me more tired, but as I'm almost constantly sleep-deprived anyway, it sure doesn't hurt.
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