DammitdammitdammitdammitDAMMIT!!

I'm sure you guys remember how I got greeted to Anchorage by spending my first week or so here feeling deathly ill with what I'm still 99% sure was food poisoning from that alleged meatball sub?

Well, after getting home from class on Friday, it gave me a whole new reason to feel sick to my stomach...I got a notice from the hospital saying that the VA hadn't paid my claim in the 60 days following the initial filing, and that I had 15 days as of the time the notice was sent out to clear things up with them or, as per hospital policy, I'd get stuck with the bill.

All $2100 of it.

Oh, and just to make things better, this fucking thing was sent out on the 12th, which means that as of Monday, which will be the earliest point at which I can go to the local VA station and tear someone's head off about this shit, I'll have not 15, but 8, days left before I get completely shafted on this.

My folks have already agreed to help me out with this if it comes to that, so it's not going to be any kind of problem either way, but still, this is just bullshit. The lady at the hospital's accounting department, in a complete reversal to what Nome had made me used to, was quite happy to help verify that I had any kind of insurance at all, and found that I had this, so they should damn well be paying for it!

...Unless their systems got me and my dad mixed up somehow, given how much more frequently he's visited the hospitals around here than me. That would just suck all sorts of ways.


But, uhh, yeah...any way I look at this, I'm just pissed off by this turn of events and felt the need to yell about it.

Huh. Okay, that wasn't too bad...

Aside from having to get a little help from kjorteo on level 6, it would appear I've completed Jelly no Puzzle.

Yay?

O_o;;;

Was out at Barnes & Noble earlier today, and decided to do a little exploring on the way home, so I took an alternate route.

This drove me by a place on 5th Avenue called "Castle Megastore," whose sign mentioned "lords and ladies welcome" or something similar...memory's a bit fuzzy on it from the aftermath. Anyway, my immediate thought was that it was a medieval collectibles store, so I thought it'd be cool to check it out!

...

Well, it's a very nicely kept-up and store, the layout's quite understandable, and the personnel are quite friendly, too. They were completely understanding when the first few things out of my mouth were a bit unintelligible, followed up something along the lines of "Okay, from the signage outside, this isn't quite what I was expecting."

Apparently I'm not the first person who has walked in there not knowing it's a sex shop. Hrm.

And no, I didn't buy anything. :b