Well, it's Saturday night (or should I say Sunday morning) again, and again, I can't sleep. This time, I AM on the schedule for church in the morning. I'm on lyrics. This will make 2 weeks in a row running lyrics on zero sleep.
Why couldn't I sleep this time? Once again, my mind wouldn't shut down. It was mostly thinking about the move--though instead of big things, this week it was where and when to pack each and every item and how to pack everything into the storage unit. However, underneath it all was a little song. This song got stuck in my head after seeing the movie almost first thing Saturday morning. Which movie, you ask? Why, it was Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, of course--the one with Gene Wilder, not Johnny Depp. Which song was stuck in my head? I Want It Now, sung by Veruca Salt. This is the song she sings just before she's judged to be a bad egg and sent down to the (possibly lit) furnace. Just in case you've never seen it, don't remember it, or simply refuse to search Youtube for it, here it is:
(the "with lyrics" part in the video title refers to the lyrics being in the description, sorry. Here's a link to the video if you want to read the lyrics along with the video)
Anyway, I'm starting to get hungry. I should eat soon.
24 July 2011
18 July 2011
Addendum
I forgot one thing in my last post. (Yes, I know I only posted it about 90 minutes ago) While setting up yesterday, I was in that ultra-hyper state that sometimes comes out of exhaustion, and I was running around, trying to get things done quickly. At one point, I got to where I was going (at a decent pace) and decided to slide to a stop. I made this decision because I had forgotten that I was wearing shorts. And as those of you who have been there know, the conference room we have church in (as with all hotel conference rooms, I'm sure) is carpeted. This combination of factors would later be described by my roommate as "the perfect circumstances if you wanted to give yourself a rug burn". So now my right leg hurts when I (or anything else, really) touch it.
And a side note on the internet situation. It turns out that sometime between when I got frustrated and left and the time I returned, the internet started working again. So I walked for an hour (totaling there and back again) in the ~85 degree sun when all I had to do was wait--a couple hours more at most.
And a side note on the internet situation. It turns out that sometime between when I got frustrated and left and the time I returned, the internet started working again. So I walked for an hour (totaling there and back again) in the ~85 degree sun when all I had to do was wait--a couple hours more at most.
No New Record
I fell asleep with less than an hour to go before breaking my personal record for longest without sleep. Oh well. I'll tell you about the rest of my attempt--and the post-failure activities--here.
I went to church to help with the setup. As I said yesterday, I wasn't on the schedule, but the guy that was supposed to do lyrics called in sick, so I got the opportunity to run lyrics on zero sleep. I hit a wall with an hour before church, not sure if I could even stay awake for the next hour, let alone throughout the service. Luckily, I got my second--or by that time, probably my third--wind, and was feeling awake just in time. After the opening worship, as the band was walking off the stage, I got hit with a wave of nausea. I considered calling someone over, but it wasn't too bad, so I stayed at my post. The nausea passed, and during announcements, the other techies back at the main booth were trying to contact me. Unfortunately, my phone was living up to the $15 price tag, and not getting a signal. I hoped it wasn't important and continued on.
After getting home, I sat down to watch the US women play, and got my laptop out. Our internet was down--and as far as I know, it still is (I snuck onto campus because going a day without internet while needing to be in semi-regular contact with my mom is bad news). I fell asleep sometime during the first half of the game--between 2:15 and 3 in the afternoon. The record would have been at least tied if I had stayed awake until 3. After the game, I flipped through all the channels to find out what was on--the TVGuide channel doesn't actually show listings on Mediacom (making it pointless) and the internet was still down. At 9, I went to bed, and took my computer with me to use it as a portable DVD player. After the movie--the one about the old guy reading a book to his sick grandson--I went to sleep. When I woke up this morning, I checked to see if the internet was back up, and when it wasn't, I decided to sneak onto campus so I could get online--and get the bonus of setting up my laptop to recognize the UI's wireless system. That brings you up-to-date on how things are going, so I'll end here and continue getting my internet fix.
I went to church to help with the setup. As I said yesterday, I wasn't on the schedule, but the guy that was supposed to do lyrics called in sick, so I got the opportunity to run lyrics on zero sleep. I hit a wall with an hour before church, not sure if I could even stay awake for the next hour, let alone throughout the service. Luckily, I got my second--or by that time, probably my third--wind, and was feeling awake just in time. After the opening worship, as the band was walking off the stage, I got hit with a wave of nausea. I considered calling someone over, but it wasn't too bad, so I stayed at my post. The nausea passed, and during announcements, the other techies back at the main booth were trying to contact me. Unfortunately, my phone was living up to the $15 price tag, and not getting a signal. I hoped it wasn't important and continued on.
After getting home, I sat down to watch the US women play, and got my laptop out. Our internet was down--and as far as I know, it still is (I snuck onto campus because going a day without internet while needing to be in semi-regular contact with my mom is bad news). I fell asleep sometime during the first half of the game--between 2:15 and 3 in the afternoon. The record would have been at least tied if I had stayed awake until 3. After the game, I flipped through all the channels to find out what was on--the TVGuide channel doesn't actually show listings on Mediacom (making it pointless) and the internet was still down. At 9, I went to bed, and took my computer with me to use it as a portable DVD player. After the movie--the one about the old guy reading a book to his sick grandson--I went to sleep. When I woke up this morning, I checked to see if the internet was back up, and when it wasn't, I decided to sneak onto campus so I could get online--and get the bonus of setting up my laptop to recognize the UI's wireless system. That brings you up-to-date on how things are going, so I'll end here and continue getting my internet fix.
17 July 2011
Can't sleep. Clown'll eat me.
As I start this post, it's 2:30am Sunday. I've been awake since 7am Saturday. That's 19.5 hours of awakeness, with probably another 15 ahead--or more. Why, you ask? Well, I'll tell you.
I've gotten into that mood again. The mood where I want to be in a relationship. When I put down my book at around 9:30 to try to sleep, I started thinking about which one of the awesome women at Veritas I would want to ask out. Why my mind seemed to want to make this decision when I'm trying to sleep, I don't know. Anyway, I'm no closer to an answer on that than I was when I started. I ended that thinking at around 12:30 with "It doesn't really matter anyway. I'm not at a very good point in my life to be thinking about a relationship."
Well, my mind didn't want to let me sleep, so it simply changed the problem it would focus on. At that point, I started worrying about the upcoming move. Mostly because I have about 30 hours less than I had thought when I made plans. I had thought I only had to be out by noon on the 27th. Nope. 7am on the 26th. And I hadn't heard back from my mom about her helping out--and her boyfriend is the one with the truck, so the big stuff would not be easy without them. So I was running through my list of friends (and their vehicles) trying to figure out who would have a truck and might have spare time. At 2, I got up with my only intention being to complain about not being able to sleep on Facebook. It was then that I got the response from my mom. She couldn't make it on the days I had asked her about--the 25th and 26th. She would have to come two days before that. I told her that would be great, then completed my task of complaining about being awake at 2am, and decided to get off the computer.
However, as I've mentioned before, I wake up easily. Even though I hadn't really slept, just coming out to get on my computer was enough to get my "second wind" of wakefulness. So I gave up on sleep and hopped in the shower, before coming back out here.
So why would I be awake for the next 15 hours? Well, church setup starts in about 3 hours. Even though I'm not on the schedule, my roommate is, so I'll go to avoid having to ask someone for a ride--it's just easier to me that way. Then there's the band practice, where I'll probably just mess around on my iPod or read the bible. After that is church, then teardown. And of course, at 1:45 this afternoon--which will be shortly after teardown ends--the USA Women's soccer team plays in the World Cup Final.
Anyway, it's now 3am, and being awake for 20 hours really makes a guy hungry. But before I go, one last note: my longest awake streak stands at about 32 hours. I'll probably beat that today, but we'll see.
I've gotten into that mood again. The mood where I want to be in a relationship. When I put down my book at around 9:30 to try to sleep, I started thinking about which one of the awesome women at Veritas I would want to ask out. Why my mind seemed to want to make this decision when I'm trying to sleep, I don't know. Anyway, I'm no closer to an answer on that than I was when I started. I ended that thinking at around 12:30 with "It doesn't really matter anyway. I'm not at a very good point in my life to be thinking about a relationship."
Well, my mind didn't want to let me sleep, so it simply changed the problem it would focus on. At that point, I started worrying about the upcoming move. Mostly because I have about 30 hours less than I had thought when I made plans. I had thought I only had to be out by noon on the 27th. Nope. 7am on the 26th. And I hadn't heard back from my mom about her helping out--and her boyfriend is the one with the truck, so the big stuff would not be easy without them. So I was running through my list of friends (and their vehicles) trying to figure out who would have a truck and might have spare time. At 2, I got up with my only intention being to complain about not being able to sleep on Facebook. It was then that I got the response from my mom. She couldn't make it on the days I had asked her about--the 25th and 26th. She would have to come two days before that. I told her that would be great, then completed my task of complaining about being awake at 2am, and decided to get off the computer.
However, as I've mentioned before, I wake up easily. Even though I hadn't really slept, just coming out to get on my computer was enough to get my "second wind" of wakefulness. So I gave up on sleep and hopped in the shower, before coming back out here.
So why would I be awake for the next 15 hours? Well, church setup starts in about 3 hours. Even though I'm not on the schedule, my roommate is, so I'll go to avoid having to ask someone for a ride--it's just easier to me that way. Then there's the band practice, where I'll probably just mess around on my iPod or read the bible. After that is church, then teardown. And of course, at 1:45 this afternoon--which will be shortly after teardown ends--the USA Women's soccer team plays in the World Cup Final.
Anyway, it's now 3am, and being awake for 20 hours really makes a guy hungry. But before I go, one last note: my longest awake streak stands at about 32 hours. I'll probably beat that today, but we'll see.
16 July 2011
Good Wednesday
I know, it's Saturday now, but I kept putting this off. Wednesday was a good day. It was the coolest day in a couple weeks (in both the "good things happened" sense and the temperature sense--it wasn't even supposed to hit 80 here), so I decided to do some things I had been putting off for a while. I needed to figure out storage for the move--since I have to be moved out by the morning of the 26th, and can't move in until the 1st--and visit my bank to sign up for e-statements. I had mapped out where two storage companies were, and planned to visit them first. The first one had a sign about redirecting mail, and didn't seem like it was open--or would ever be again. The second had a sign stating that their office had moved. So I went to my bank. Everything there went fairly smoothly--even though the person helping me wasn't 100% sure on the procedure.
When I left the bank, I decided to visit the Veritas offices--since they're only about a block away--to use their internet to regroup and plan my next move. When I arrived, the only person there was the newest staff member--who also happens to be the coolest bass-player's wife I know. As I was figuring out where to go next, the drummer/creative arts director/head of the tech team and his wife arrived. He asked what I was up to, and I explained the storage problem, and he offered me the church storage unit--since all the church stuff stays in the trailer. Not being someone who often turns down free stuff, I accepted. Shortly after, his wife was going to head downtown, and offered me a ride home. This saved me a 2.5 mile walk, and allowed me to get home with plenty of time before the US Women's World Cup team took on France in the semis. I watched both of the semi-final games, then got ready to head out to welcome the East Asia team home.
When the time came, there were around two dozen people there to welcome the East Asia team back. They all seemed somewhat out of it, but they had been traveling for about 24 hours so you had to cut them a bit of a break. It was good to see them all back safely--and they seemed happy about the crowd that had come to say hello for the first time in 2 months.
Well, I'm going to end this post now. I'm having a hard time keeping up with the movie I'm watching--Iron Man 2--the pitch-by-pitch updates on my baseball team (I usually can't get interested in actually watching baseball, so I just "watch" it on the MLB's website) and typing out only what's pertinent to this post all at the same time.
When I left the bank, I decided to visit the Veritas offices--since they're only about a block away--to use their internet to regroup and plan my next move. When I arrived, the only person there was the newest staff member--who also happens to be the coolest bass-player's wife I know. As I was figuring out where to go next, the drummer/creative arts director/head of the tech team and his wife arrived. He asked what I was up to, and I explained the storage problem, and he offered me the church storage unit--since all the church stuff stays in the trailer. Not being someone who often turns down free stuff, I accepted. Shortly after, his wife was going to head downtown, and offered me a ride home. This saved me a 2.5 mile walk, and allowed me to get home with plenty of time before the US Women's World Cup team took on France in the semis. I watched both of the semi-final games, then got ready to head out to welcome the East Asia team home.
When the time came, there were around two dozen people there to welcome the East Asia team back. They all seemed somewhat out of it, but they had been traveling for about 24 hours so you had to cut them a bit of a break. It was good to see them all back safely--and they seemed happy about the crowd that had come to say hello for the first time in 2 months.
Well, I'm going to end this post now. I'm having a hard time keeping up with the movie I'm watching--Iron Man 2--the pitch-by-pitch updates on my baseball team (I usually can't get interested in actually watching baseball, so I just "watch" it on the MLB's website) and typing out only what's pertinent to this post all at the same time.
07 July 2011
Practice Runs
In my last post, I mentioned that I would be doing practice runs to make sure I could get from class to class in 10 minutes. Today was the first day I actually got out to try them. I spent an hour and a half going from my place to campus, finding all my classrooms, doing two of the three practice runs (and the one I didn't do is simply one of the others done in reverse) and coming home. The short run--chemistry lab to spanish--takes about 5 minutes, and the long run--english to chemistry--takes about 7 minutes, so even if you factor in other foot traffic and/or potential bad weather, 10 minutes should be a breeze.
While in the Chemistry Building--and yes, that's the actual name for it--I found this:
While in the Chemistry Building--and yes, that's the actual name for it--I found this:
(okay, this is actually in the main lobby, directly across from the door, so finding it wasn't that hard)
Yes, that's a periodic table, complete with samples of most of the elements--very few of the high-numbered elements are stable enough for a display like this. Also, that screen just to the left of Boron (or to the right of the plaque with "Periodic Table of the Elements" on it) is a touch screen interactive table. Fancy, huh? Below are some of the individual elements. I'll let you figure out why I picked these ones.
If you're wondering, yes those circles in the tungsten picture are holes that you can reach your fingers through. There's at least one other element with holes in the glass like that.
30 June 2011
I'm orientated
Yesterday was orientation. That meant I had to get up early so I could be at the IMU at 8:15. Being me, I got there early, waited for it to start, and then was the first in the line for picking stuff up. They gave me a folder, some papers, and one of those little paper-thin backpack things that no one really uses after orientation, and many don't even use then. I had my real backpack with me, so I stuffed that at the bottom.
I went upstairs to get my Iowa One Card (for those of you who went to Iowa State, this is the equivalent of the ISUCard). They took my picture, and offered me a free t-shirt for liking the IMU on facebook. I actually turned it down, though they were quite insistent that it was really easy. I got the card, and went to wait for the long introduction speech thing. After that was small group, which let me figure out a class schedule ahead of meeting with my advisor. This ended at around 11:30, and my advisor meeting wasn't until 1. I hung out around downtown, got lunch at the mall, and waited.
I met with my advisor, and he told me that a class that I found to be full while searching earlier was one I HAD to take this semester--it's only offered in the fall, and it's a prerequisite for some classes that are only offered in the spring. I told him it was full, and after some phone calls, he told me to get on a wait list for it. I went to register for classes, tried to get on the wait list, but the wait list site kept sending me broken links, so I had to email the webmaster. He pulled some strings so I could sign up for the wait list, and so I signed up. Shortly after signing up for that, I checked to see if there was an opening. There was. I tried to register for the class, but the system wouldn't let me. I went to bed still not registered for the class. Naturally, the first thing I did this morning was register for that class, which thankfully still had the opening.
So now I'm fully registered for the first of (hopefully) 3 semesters at Iowa. With around 50 credits (or semester hours, depending on who is naming them) before I have all the graduation requirements met, I have to take some slightly heavy semesters--or I could go 4 light semesters, but I want to be done. This fall will be 17 credits--9 Chemistry, 3 English, and 5 Spanish. As far as my schedule goes, it varies from day to day. Every day starts at 8:30 with a chemistry course. Days end at either 11:20 (Mondays without Spanish tests), 4:20 (Mondays with Spanish tests, Tuesdays without Physical Chemistry tests, Thursdays, and Fridays), 6:20 (Wednesdays) or 8:00 (Tuesdays with Physical Chemistry tests).
I may have to do some practice runs on some of my in-between classes walks--Chemistry to English and English to Chemistry. The Chemistry classes are even in the same room, so it's slightly a waste to have to leave in between. These are also my morning classes three days a week, so I'm sure I'll get good at them eventually. Sadly, Iowa doesn't have floor plans of their buildings online, so I can't prepare as well as I could at Iowa State--another way the Cyclones are spoiled. I actually have to go there to find out where rooms are. I've got a month and a half to get all that figured out, so I'm not worried.
I went upstairs to get my Iowa One Card (for those of you who went to Iowa State, this is the equivalent of the ISUCard). They took my picture, and offered me a free t-shirt for liking the IMU on facebook. I actually turned it down, though they were quite insistent that it was really easy. I got the card, and went to wait for the long introduction speech thing. After that was small group, which let me figure out a class schedule ahead of meeting with my advisor. This ended at around 11:30, and my advisor meeting wasn't until 1. I hung out around downtown, got lunch at the mall, and waited.
I met with my advisor, and he told me that a class that I found to be full while searching earlier was one I HAD to take this semester--it's only offered in the fall, and it's a prerequisite for some classes that are only offered in the spring. I told him it was full, and after some phone calls, he told me to get on a wait list for it. I went to register for classes, tried to get on the wait list, but the wait list site kept sending me broken links, so I had to email the webmaster. He pulled some strings so I could sign up for the wait list, and so I signed up. Shortly after signing up for that, I checked to see if there was an opening. There was. I tried to register for the class, but the system wouldn't let me. I went to bed still not registered for the class. Naturally, the first thing I did this morning was register for that class, which thankfully still had the opening.
So now I'm fully registered for the first of (hopefully) 3 semesters at Iowa. With around 50 credits (or semester hours, depending on who is naming them) before I have all the graduation requirements met, I have to take some slightly heavy semesters--or I could go 4 light semesters, but I want to be done. This fall will be 17 credits--9 Chemistry, 3 English, and 5 Spanish. As far as my schedule goes, it varies from day to day. Every day starts at 8:30 with a chemistry course. Days end at either 11:20 (Mondays without Spanish tests), 4:20 (Mondays with Spanish tests, Tuesdays without Physical Chemistry tests, Thursdays, and Fridays), 6:20 (Wednesdays) or 8:00 (Tuesdays with Physical Chemistry tests).
I may have to do some practice runs on some of my in-between classes walks--Chemistry to English and English to Chemistry. The Chemistry classes are even in the same room, so it's slightly a waste to have to leave in between. These are also my morning classes three days a week, so I'm sure I'll get good at them eventually. Sadly, Iowa doesn't have floor plans of their buildings online, so I can't prepare as well as I could at Iowa State--another way the Cyclones are spoiled. I actually have to go there to find out where rooms are. I've got a month and a half to get all that figured out, so I'm not worried.
26 June 2011
72 hours of fun
A fair bit has happened these past three days, and I'm quite sleepy--even after an afternoon nap. Let's start with Friday.
Friday, I woke up around 6:15, which seems to be happening a lot--even though my alarm is set for 7. I usually stay in bed until I hear my roommate's car leave--he works at 7--then I get up and shower. After hearing his car leave, I stayed in bed a little longer, trying to sleep, but after about ten minutes I gave up and started to head to the shower. When I left my room, there was my roommate. I showered, confused as to why he was back. A while later, he came out of his room, because he couldn't sleep. Apparently, what had happened was he slept with his contacts in, and this caused him pain. He said he nearly crashed three times within a few blocks of driving, so he just called in sick and came back. He then spent most of the day playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on his N64.
That afternoon, my future roommate showed up, because we were going to hang out. He wanted to help me learn to drive, so I hopped behind the wheel of his car and we were off. We got lost on some country roads north of Solon, saw a hawk and a deer, fishtailed a little bit on a gravel road, eventually found our way back to Solon, then came back and drove around downtown. Upon returning, I realized I had driven for about 2 and a half hours--most of it lost on country roads. Shortly after that, my phone received texts saying he was on his way.....three hours after they were sent.
I spent most of Saturday watching Stargate SG-1. 13 episodes in one day may have been a bit much. I also watched the movie Eight Men Out. As a White Sox fan, that story just makes me sad....and angry....and sad.
Today started off normally. I got up at 4:30, knowing that I was on the schedule for setup at 6. My roommate and I picked up his fiancee, and headed over. At 6, there were only 4 people there, counting my roommate's fiancee... And we couldn't use the loading dock... And the normal children's ministry area was taken. When asking why, the head of the tech side of things found out we weren't on the Marriott's schedule for that day. (3 more people showed up by that point--so 7, when we normally have about 10)
As proof that God loves Veritas, the personnel decided to let us have our normal room anyway. Nobody else was using it, and there was even a smaller room nearby for the kids. Unfortunately, there had been a wedding reception in our usual room the night before, so they had to change it over last-minute. They were a real blessing. I wonder if they've ever had to change a room around while the group they were setting it up for was also setting up their own stuff.
While hooking the main speakers onto the truss system, I dropped a piece of one of the safety cables, and it bounced under the stage. While one guy on the floor was looking for it, I leaned out, trying to see it so I could point it out to him. I overbalanced, so I had a choice to make. My options were:
Friday, I woke up around 6:15, which seems to be happening a lot--even though my alarm is set for 7. I usually stay in bed until I hear my roommate's car leave--he works at 7--then I get up and shower. After hearing his car leave, I stayed in bed a little longer, trying to sleep, but after about ten minutes I gave up and started to head to the shower. When I left my room, there was my roommate. I showered, confused as to why he was back. A while later, he came out of his room, because he couldn't sleep. Apparently, what had happened was he slept with his contacts in, and this caused him pain. He said he nearly crashed three times within a few blocks of driving, so he just called in sick and came back. He then spent most of the day playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time on his N64.
That afternoon, my future roommate showed up, because we were going to hang out. He wanted to help me learn to drive, so I hopped behind the wheel of his car and we were off. We got lost on some country roads north of Solon, saw a hawk and a deer, fishtailed a little bit on a gravel road, eventually found our way back to Solon, then came back and drove around downtown. Upon returning, I realized I had driven for about 2 and a half hours--most of it lost on country roads. Shortly after that, my phone received texts saying he was on his way.....three hours after they were sent.
I spent most of Saturday watching Stargate SG-1. 13 episodes in one day may have been a bit much. I also watched the movie Eight Men Out. As a White Sox fan, that story just makes me sad....and angry....and sad.
Today started off normally. I got up at 4:30, knowing that I was on the schedule for setup at 6. My roommate and I picked up his fiancee, and headed over. At 6, there were only 4 people there, counting my roommate's fiancee... And we couldn't use the loading dock... And the normal children's ministry area was taken. When asking why, the head of the tech side of things found out we weren't on the Marriott's schedule for that day. (3 more people showed up by that point--so 7, when we normally have about 10)
As proof that God loves Veritas, the personnel decided to let us have our normal room anyway. Nobody else was using it, and there was even a smaller room nearby for the kids. Unfortunately, there had been a wedding reception in our usual room the night before, so they had to change it over last-minute. They were a real blessing. I wonder if they've ever had to change a room around while the group they were setting it up for was also setting up their own stuff.
While hooking the main speakers onto the truss system, I dropped a piece of one of the safety cables, and it bounced under the stage. While one guy on the floor was looking for it, I leaned out, trying to see it so I could point it out to him. I overbalanced, so I had a choice to make. My options were:
- Do nothing and simply fall on his back
- Step on his back
- Jump over him and try not to hurt myself on landing
- Grab the truss to steady myself
Options 1 and 4 didn't occur to me at the time. 4 was probably the best option, but having not thought of that, I went with 3. I jumped. I couldn't manage to get my feet under myself and land properly, so I fell to my knees and injured myself. (Don't worry, I'm fine now)
We also had two new projectors, so we got to set those up as well--and not go through the hassle of setting up the old one. During practice, the female vocalist was laughing at all the techies fawning over the image clarity offered by the new projectors, but hey, we're kinda nerdy.
Everything was ready in time for church, so most people there wouldn't have even known about the booking issue--or anything else. But like I said, sleepy now.
23 June 2011
That's no hoop, it's a space station!
So, in my last post, I mentioned that I still had a couple hoops to jump through before starting at Iowa. Today, I tried to finish the last one I could before Wednesday (which is the "fun" of Orientation).
I had to prove that I had had my shots, so I called up my doctor's office. They had me leave a message, then called me back. It turns out, they don't have records for my infant inoculations. I don't know where else to call to get that information, so I'm sort of trapped on that one. They did have the records for the meningitis and hepatitis series that I started in 2004--then never finished.
After learning this, I was a little upset, so I walked down to Capanna and got some gelato while listening to Gungor. That calmed me down immensely.
Looking at the form again, it looks like I only need to prove immunity to measles, mumps, and rubella--and I've got a semester to get that done. Then again, searching further indicates that proving this would cost me $271, or I can get the MMR shots again (two rounds of shots) for $182. So while it's not as bad as I thought--I was worried I wouldn't be able to register for the fall, or I'd have to make about 2 dozen phone calls in the next 5 days--but it still sucks. Hooray for disappearing medical records.
I had to prove that I had had my shots, so I called up my doctor's office. They had me leave a message, then called me back. It turns out, they don't have records for my infant inoculations. I don't know where else to call to get that information, so I'm sort of trapped on that one. They did have the records for the meningitis and hepatitis series that I started in 2004--then never finished.
After learning this, I was a little upset, so I walked down to Capanna and got some gelato while listening to Gungor. That calmed me down immensely.
Looking at the form again, it looks like I only need to prove immunity to measles, mumps, and rubella--and I've got a semester to get that done. Then again, searching further indicates that proving this would cost me $271, or I can get the MMR shots again (two rounds of shots) for $182. So while it's not as bad as I thought--I was worried I wouldn't be able to register for the fall, or I'd have to make about 2 dozen phone calls in the next 5 days--but it still sucks. Hooray for disappearing medical records.
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