Many irons in the fire

...as they say. None of which I am terribly interested in, but hey that's how it goes when you graduate with a liberal arts degree. Grad School is looking more and more like something I want to do, but the price tag deters me like every other little thing. (Including replacing my 12 year old car, with something new...er) Worrying is for old people, like my Pop Pop, and my parents.

I've had a brutal UTI this past week, and may or may not have passed fragments of kidney stones again. Never a better time to be lacking in health insurance. The game you can play with it is exciting though. I get to place bets with myself regarding how much of one I can pass in one sitting. Urinating blood? That's ok, it's a good sign that there is still blood pumping. I must drink upwards of 50 ounces of water per day, is that not enough? Am I 80 years old with the exterior of a 22 year old? I guess it's kind of hilarious...to me anyway.