southernmedicine: (never again)
Not gonna lie, today was pretty shitty. You'd think it would be difficult to have such a bad day while at Disneyland, but here we are.

The first thing I saw this morning when I opened my eyes and checked my phone was a message from my girlfriend, telling me the leasing agent handling our apartment application said that to even start processing it, I will need an offer letter from an employer stating that they will hire me.

How am I supposed to do that? I don't live there yet. I can't do interviews. We have to turn in applications ASAP if we want even a hope of getting an apartment anywhere, but who is going to want to hire me two and a half months before I can even start working? No one!

I got to Disneyland late. When I did get here it was so hot and sunny that my phone kept overheating, crashing and turning itself off, so I couldn't capture pictures or video of anything I wanted to for like the first three hours. All the lines were insane. The first three rides I waited in line for decided to break down just as I was getting close to the front, after I had already wasted all that time waiting in the hot sun.

Normally if it's crowded, I'm usually okay to just vibe since I'm a pass holder, but today was my second to last opportunity to go before my pass blacks out and then I will be moving away, and it felt so frustrating to hardly be able to DO anything when I have like no time left.

I tried to implement something sweet and romantic for my girlfriend. When she came for Star Wars Nite, we were really excited to get to see the Star Wars fireworks over Batuu, but they ended up disappointing us by doing a projection show instead. I knew she had to get up kind of early for an appointment before work so I told her hey, I have a surprise, I can record it and show you later or if you think you can stay up fifteen more minutes, we can enjoy it together.

Of course, they started fifteen minutes late. She had to go, her meds were dragging her under and I had already kept her up past her bedtime, which I felt guilty for, for what turned out to be nothing. The fireworks did happen and I did record them for her, but god.

And I am dreading going to work tomorrow. The air conditioning was broken yesterday and it was MISERY. It got up to 80 degrees in the clinic hallways which means our tiny little massage rooms, where we are shut up for hours at a time with patients, doing hard physical labor, were three or four degrees hotter than that. I spent my whole shift suffering, completely soaked through with sweat, thirsty the whole time because I could not drink enough water to stay hydrated.

It's supposed to be ten degrees hotter tomorrow, because we're experiencing dumbass weather, so if the AC is still broken I don't even want to think about what that will mean for how miserable my shift will be. But think about it have been, and think about it I will continue to do.

As well as the notion that we might not get this wonderful apartment we need and want so badly.

This has been a vent.
southernmedicine: (annoy)
Oh my GOD.

I spent hours trying to get my taxes done today, and I don't know why it got so complicated, because it's just a simple W-2. I should have been able to just type in the numbers from all the boxes and be done, right? WRONG.

I ended up owing on Federal, which doesn't make any sense??? Again, it's just a simple W-2. I worked for the same business January through December, no deductions, no weird shit. Just very simple and straight forward. It was also telling me I owed almost a thousand dollars to the state, also? Which, like...??? No??? Why???

I took the time to painstakingly enter all my information in three separate services, trying to find a) some numbers I actually agreed with, and b) which service would try to screw me over the least in terms of fees. I started out with the Free Edition on all three, and of course wouldn't you know it, by the end all of them claimed the only way they could file my returns for me is if I paid extra.

ANYWAY. This stupid health insurance form kept throwing up errors. "There is a zero here! There can't be a zero here! Refer to your healthcare marketplace tax form 1095-A!" I referred to the form. Zeroes. "But you have to enter the amount of the monthly premium for every month! Why for you have zeroes in January?"

Consult form. Because I was not covered by insurance during the month of January. Hey, I already clicked the little box that said I was only covered for some of the year. I even clicked all the little ticky boxes of the months that I was covered for. You already know I wasn't covered in January.

"But it can't be zero!!! Please fix or we cannot submit return!!!"

I called my healthcare marketplace. As you can imagine, I was on hold for a long time. They said they didn't know why my taxes couldn't be filed but confirmed I was in fact not covered for January and that the zero amounts in that column were correct. I called the provider of my healthcare for last year to see if maybe I was still covered over there in January. Yes, yes I was! But then my tax software provided absolutely no option for noting that in 2024, I was covered by two separate healthcare companies.

I have never wanted to cry and scream while doing my taxes before, not even when I was self-employed.

Fortunately, because TurboTax said they needed one (1) extra form to file my return, and I was no longer eligible for Free Edition and had to pay, the upgrade did include the ability to call a tax specialist and get help. The woman I was connected with was very nice and patient and helpful, shared screens with me, and was able to help me finally submit my returns (which have now already been accepted, thank FUCK).

I spent over four hours trying to get my taxes done today. My brain is fried, my blood pressure is probably still up, and I feel like I wasted a lot of my afternoon where I could have been getting other things done. I'm also pissed that I owe. It's not a lot, but what the fuck? People with simple W-2s are supposed to get a tax return! No one can explain to me why I get nothing.

But they are DONE.

And, on the upside, my Valentine package from Blair showed up this evening, containing a beautiful, high quality water bottle (I've been wanting a nice one), and some red velvet cookie sandwiches, along with a beautiful card that made me cry, and accompanying lipstick kiss print and spritz of her perfume. Mmmm, I love her so much and am loved by her in return. <3
southernmedicine: (Default)
The wind is absolutely howling out there. The Santa Ana winds are not doing anyone any favors; at best allergies are going haywire and peoples' yards are filling with debris and trash thrown around by the tempest, and at worst, they are fueling the devastating wildfires in Los Angeles.

I'm a decent ways away from LA still, but the sky is filled with smoke and the air quality is terrible, even without the dust being blown around by the wind. Lots of people have lost power. I personally know a handful of people who had to evacuate. Huge swaths of LA are just gone. Houses and businesses and even schools. Whole communities. It's horrific.

I went to Disneyland today. It felt wrong, given how I am struggling to find a place to live, but then, I renewed my Magic Key before by roommate told me they wanted me to move out, and they offer no refunds. So I'm trying to use it as many times as I can while I still can, because it would be a terrible shame to have paid for it only to not be able to use it on account of having to move out of state. It brings me a little happiness too, anyway, and gets me outside. Gets me moving. Gets me some fresh air and sun, which are some of the best things for dragging me out of my less than ideal mental slump.

I still haven't finished my Halloween drabbles that I owe, which is filling me with dread every time I think about it. I was able to do a [community profile] fandomtrees fill tonight, but only because I didn't have to actually make anything up (they asked for real personal stories).

Hoping the wind dies down. Hoping the people of Los Angeles hold strong, and communities can be saved. Hoping my back stops hurting.

Hoping you're all well.
southernmedicine: (yelena)
I've been sleeping poorly and spending all my free time googling apartment rentals and roommate ads, and I'm not finding anything useful. My god, imagine charging $900-1000 a month for a tiny ass 10 x 10 room and then charging utilities on top of that and then telling your potential tenant that they also have to still share a bathroom.

It is so depressing how greedy and delusional people are. It's insane to see how much people think things are worth. And that's just private home owners renting out rooms in their house. Actual corporations that own and run apartment buildings will charge even more than that, plus a deposit, and then demand that a potential tenant makes three times the cost of rent.

Sweetheart. Baby. Darling. If I made $4,000 a month I would not need to live in a shitty studio in a bad neighborhood.

My maybe-good news I mentioned last time was that my mother got in touch with a cousin of hers (which makes this my second cousin?) and got us in contact with one another. I haven't seen this woman since I was about twelve or so! Anyway, she has a home in a 55+ community and invited me to move in with her for a very reasonable price, and I was ready to jump on that, but unfortunately because I am myself not at least 45 years old, I can't stay with my cousin for longer than sixty days, because that's the rules of the 55+ community.

It's bad news, but it's good that I know for sure I can at least live there for two months, which is not unsubstantial! While I figure out what to do next. Besides, maybe I can squeeze a little more time out of it if nobody is going around actively enforcing that rule, you know? She said her neighbor's 30-something daughters have been living there for months, so? Maybe there's some sort of loophole or technicality. We're not sure. But she did say she would work on things behind the scenes, and that we will catch up later.

Things feel a little awkward around here. I'm still not talking to my roommates much, except in passing. I'm not rude about it, or short with them, it's just that they've been busy planning their wedding and I've been busy with my nose stuck in google and my headphones on, and we haven't really had any chats.

I have a lot of phone calls to make in the morning. SIGH.
southernmedicine: (never again)
Welp, my roommate finally approached me. I knew it was coming, with the wedding looming, but he just informed me that he and his soon-to-be-wife will be wanting me out after they are married. I knew it was coming, eventually, but I was hoping I would have more time. Worse, he said "February." Bro, that is next month. I am going to be spending every waking second trying to find a place to live, even though I know damn well I can't afford it here on my own.

I can feel the cortisol spike in my body, haha. I am not going to get much sleep tonight.

I don't know where I'm going to go, or how I'm going to afford it. Also, like, he let me renew my Disneyland pass and we worked together to get tickets for Comic Con. How am I supposed to even use either of those if, when, I move out of state?

Damn it.
southernmedicine: (yelena)
IS2G it never ends.

Just a long string of inconveniences.

First I get home from vacation and I get really sick, then the fiasco with food getting left in my baking hot car for a week, then the rear driver's side window breaking, then my laptop almost exploding, and now my tire pressure sensor is on and one of my front tires looks very low like I definitely punctured it or in some other way developed a serious leak.

I've got to get my car to the tire center tomorrow, which is about 15 minutes away. Just gotta get there without anything bad happening, and they will assess/fix my tire for free (they do that, if you originally bought your tires from them). I'm really hoping I don't need new tires because yo I cannot afford that right now but also I've had these ones on there for a really really long time so honestly? It's probably time.

In other news, I'm about halfway through a new movie called Trap. Since it's an M. Night Shyamalan movie I know there will be a twist here someplace that will determine whether or not I end up liking it as a whole, but it's definitely keeping me riveted so far!

In other other news, at the store I found, of all things, S'mores flavored instant ramen and I could not resist buying one to try. I opened it and found tiny marshmallows inside, and chocolate powder. It's literally ramen noodles in chocolate water and mini marshmallows and I expected it to be nasty but y'all it's not. I'm so bewildered. I actually want to pick up a couple more???

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