i was experiencing sciatic back pain last week, and i figured a quick trip to the accupuncturist would sort me out. i asked around the cast about who was the best accupuncturist, and everyone told me that i needed to get a recommendation from a general practicioner for our insurance to cover the cost of the visit. so i do some investigation, and of course i find the clinic that is closest to me in BFE is coincidentally closed from 2-3:30pm (siesta?), and i'm standing in front of their door at 2:24pm. lucky for me, there's a dentist's office across the way who takes walk-ins, is super affordable/clean, and has no one waiting. i go in to get my teeth cleaned, and as he's working on the back left side of my mouth he says "oh." i knew something was going up, and he tells me that i need a double root canal and a filling. i couldn't hide my excitement. nevermind the fact that disney will be paying for 80% of it. A DOUBLE ROOT CANAL?! ME?! my back immediately started feeling better. . .
Sunday, March 8, 2009
wah wah
i was experiencing sciatic back pain last week, and i figured a quick trip to the accupuncturist would sort me out. i asked around the cast about who was the best accupuncturist, and everyone told me that i needed to get a recommendation from a general practicioner for our insurance to cover the cost of the visit. so i do some investigation, and of course i find the clinic that is closest to me in BFE is coincidentally closed from 2-3:30pm (siesta?), and i'm standing in front of their door at 2:24pm. lucky for me, there's a dentist's office across the way who takes walk-ins, is super affordable/clean, and has no one waiting. i go in to get my teeth cleaned, and as he's working on the back left side of my mouth he says "oh." i knew something was going up, and he tells me that i need a double root canal and a filling. i couldn't hide my excitement. nevermind the fact that disney will be paying for 80% of it. A DOUBLE ROOT CANAL?! ME?! my back immediately started feeling better. . .
Saturday, March 7, 2009
i was born too soon and started too late.
i just had a very exciting and exhausting weekend.
thursday night was my buddy, manton's, bday. (anton is called "manton" because he's about 6'4" of russian muscle. i love him to death.) he and his wife, jade, hosted a birthday get together in their room which included cake, music, and russian vodka. i feel like i spent more time taking shots of vodka with the manton than doing anything else. details start getting spotty, but i can tell you that anton insisted i jump on his back (okay), i fell on my ass twice (further aggrevating my sciatica), and the next thing i know, i'm waking up to go my dentist appointment.
friday morning. 10am. i was still drunk but headed out into a cold, rainy hong kong for an 11am dentist appointment. i had to start my double root canal procedure. i had fully prepared myself for the worst, which is a good thing because it wasn't nearly as dramatic as i had pictured. there were no tears, but after my two injections of the local anesthesia, i needed an additional injection in my bottom tooth because i wasn't completely numbed, and that shit was NOT comfortable. at all. (i have at least two more visits to fully complete the procedure.) i was back out the door (with painkillers in hand) in 35 minutes to go home for a quick lunch, then i headed back out to pay my taxes. let's discuss the hong kong and their taxes: they don't take taxes out of your check, so you're expected to have 15-16 percent of each paycheck saved. according to disney lore, no one has ever paid that much, but i wasn't taking any chances. (you don't pay your taxes? you don't get that last paycheck.) i'm no fool nor did i come all the way to hong kong to get punked. i paid my monies (i don't like that word), and i actually came out of the whole thing with a little leftover money.
friday evening: eddie (next door neighbor) and i decided to open our adjoining door a la thanksgiving for a little party. i made a siiiiick playlist days before, did some final cleaning, and bought about 4 cases of beer. i was ready. the party started off a little slow, but it peaked around 1030. it was about that time a super fan showed up at my party. i had stepped out for a moment, but when i got back to my door, there she was. it was scary and weird. i guess because i put the initial invite on facebook and made it a public invite. still, she was a long way from home just to be standing outside of my door. aside from that, the party went strong til about 1230-1. after a few more cocktails and much discussion, it was decided that eddie and i were taking his best friend, darren, for a quick night on the town. i loaded the north face with a few beers, and we hit the town. we all made choices that night.
saturday morning: eddie, darren, and i all reconvened (in sunglasses and appropriate outwear) at mcdonald's, then we met up with amber and otha to head into mainland china for a day of pampering and treatments at our favorite spa, the victorian queen spa. we laughed and relaxed all day long as the helpful staff scrubbed, scraped, and rubbed our sins away. we headed back to h-ong k-ong, and i stopped by a friend's bday fish fry (work!!) before heading to bed for sleepytime.
i know this post is a little more long-winded than normal, but there's so much to do in a very short amount of time. there are 4 birthdays this week (mine included) so there's a lot of celebrating to do. until next time. . .
thursday night was my buddy, manton's, bday. (anton is called "manton" because he's about 6'4" of russian muscle. i love him to death.) he and his wife, jade, hosted a birthday get together in their room which included cake, music, and russian vodka. i feel like i spent more time taking shots of vodka with the manton than doing anything else. details start getting spotty, but i can tell you that anton insisted i jump on his back (okay), i fell on my ass twice (further aggrevating my sciatica), and the next thing i know, i'm waking up to go my dentist appointment.
friday morning. 10am. i was still drunk but headed out into a cold, rainy hong kong for an 11am dentist appointment. i had to start my double root canal procedure. i had fully prepared myself for the worst, which is a good thing because it wasn't nearly as dramatic as i had pictured. there were no tears, but after my two injections of the local anesthesia, i needed an additional injection in my bottom tooth because i wasn't completely numbed, and that shit was NOT comfortable. at all. (i have at least two more visits to fully complete the procedure.) i was back out the door (with painkillers in hand) in 35 minutes to go home for a quick lunch, then i headed back out to pay my taxes. let's discuss the hong kong and their taxes: they don't take taxes out of your check, so you're expected to have 15-16 percent of each paycheck saved. according to disney lore, no one has ever paid that much, but i wasn't taking any chances. (you don't pay your taxes? you don't get that last paycheck.) i'm no fool nor did i come all the way to hong kong to get punked. i paid my monies (i don't like that word), and i actually came out of the whole thing with a little leftover money.
friday evening: eddie (next door neighbor) and i decided to open our adjoining door a la thanksgiving for a little party. i made a siiiiick playlist days before, did some final cleaning, and bought about 4 cases of beer. i was ready. the party started off a little slow, but it peaked around 1030. it was about that time a super fan showed up at my party. i had stepped out for a moment, but when i got back to my door, there she was. it was scary and weird. i guess because i put the initial invite on facebook and made it a public invite. still, she was a long way from home just to be standing outside of my door. aside from that, the party went strong til about 1230-1. after a few more cocktails and much discussion, it was decided that eddie and i were taking his best friend, darren, for a quick night on the town. i loaded the north face with a few beers, and we hit the town. we all made choices that night.
saturday morning: eddie, darren, and i all reconvened (in sunglasses and appropriate outwear) at mcdonald's, then we met up with amber and otha to head into mainland china for a day of pampering and treatments at our favorite spa, the victorian queen spa. we laughed and relaxed all day long as the helpful staff scrubbed, scraped, and rubbed our sins away. we headed back to h-ong k-ong, and i stopped by a friend's bday fish fry (work!!) before heading to bed for sleepytime.
i know this post is a little more long-winded than normal, but there's so much to do in a very short amount of time. there are 4 birthdays this week (mine included) so there's a lot of celebrating to do. until next time. . .
Friday, February 27, 2009
sucka for love
aubrey o'day tap dances on my last good nerve when she does shit like this. the graphic on her t-shirt is a picture of herself. asshole.a friend of mine texted me once saying "i just saw her at ripley-grier. she's a hot mess in a dirty dress."
i'll let you be the judge of that.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
leaving on a jet plane. . .
things around here have been pretty tame. i'm still recovering from a crazy night in macau with mark, meki, and her two friends from california. i have to give myself credit on my rallying tactics. i left work at 630, was on the macau ferry by 730, and at the bar of the mgm grand having a cocktail with mark by 9. the night ended at 6am, and i was back on the ferry heading to hong kong by 830 and back in the lion king break room at 1130. macau makes me itchy for a vegas trip. photos to come...
alright, back to my domestic tasks. instead of going to free vodka with tha kids, i'm cleaning my room, cooking, doing laundry, and drinking a bottle of chardonnay. i'm such an adult. :)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
i smell what the rock is cooking
the rock came to hong kong disneyland thursday to promote his new movie. i've never been more excited to watch the main street parade. he didn't come see lion king, but he did take the time to point in my general direction.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
peace out, boy scout.
i had my contract meeting yesterday where i was politely informed that there wasn't a contract for me. i didn't get extended. it was a slight slap in the face, but it's life. i'm already on the ball trying to line up some work for the summer. i'm getting excited about heading back home to nyc (as long as i can bypass that winter bullshit. i need a low of 50 degrees fahrenheit, a la hong kong.) i've made some fantastic friends here, and i'm very sad about having to leave them. but spring/summer in nyc is calling my name...
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