On the 3rd I wrote a letter to Penn Station telling them that I was confused over the price I was charged for my sandwich. I ordered a small which the board posted as $4.19 and was charged a medium at $6.19. The board had a medium listed as $6.29. I pointed out that either I was charged incorrectly for a medium or the price boards needed to be changed. For some reason last night I was mis-remembering the prices and thought they had been posted as $4.19, $6.19 and $8.19. I thought "Well, the manager never bothered to contact me but at least he changed the price of the medium on the sign. That's something at least." Looking at the letter I wrote, I've realized nothing has changed. I hope we were charged the right price for my sandwich last night!
We're not really sure who lives next door. It might be a couple or it might be two girls. One of them has a boyfriend and yesterday they had a black puppy with brown spots on the back of it's rear legs who had been in the car too long and had a bad case of the runs. I think it's a he. The puppy is named Piper. The boyfriend knew Zilla was a Corgi. The puppy whined for a bit last night during the afternoon and sounded pitiful. Tonight when I came home, Piper was on a leash and was allowed to walk around in the back yard while the boyfriend talked on his cell phone. Piper is too much of a puppy for Zilla to really care about him. Piper is half the size of Zilla already. Maybe they'll become friends when he's a few months older. Tonight I could hear them trying to teach Piper to sit in the backyard.
Staples has a pretty good deal this week on 512MB SanDisk SD storage cards. With the special buy price it's about $25 which is around what Staples charges for a 256MB card. Yesterday I bought one only to get home and find out that I bought a 512MD Compact Flash card. I can't use that in the new camera! After work today I went back to find the right one. They were out. Someone went to the back to get it for me, took it to the register and I was rung up. I was in the car when I thought, "I should check this." He gave me a Compact Flash card! I went right back in and had yet another person go into the back and get me the right card. I still have to return the first one I bought yesterday.
I've spent the last few hours just surfing the internet. On the one hand, it seems like a bit of a waste, but on the other hand it let me decompress a bit. I signed onto Trillian for about a half hour but no one I knew was online. I've been kind of obsessive about the NaNoWriMo forums. I read a lot of them. I post a little - I'm up to about 75 posts. There is a pre-kickoff brainstorming session being held nearby tomorrow afternoon. I considered going but it's kind of noted as an old-timer's get together so I don't know how welcome or productive a newbie like me would be there. Part of me wonders, "What the heck did I get myself in for?" Part of me wonders why I'm being such an insecure girlie-girl all of a sudden. And then yet another part wonders when I'm going to get a call from The Laptop Guy on the quote to upgrade my laptop!
My friends in Maryland are asking if I think I might go to the party this year or not since they know I'm feeling better than I was last month. (They have an annual Halloween bash. They are wonderful friends and a great family. I love just hanging out with them, talking, and being me.) Because of my illness I didn't think at the time it would be a good thing. My symptoms have gotten better but I'm still learning to eat and I just changed the dosage on the current medication. I could probably go and handle it just fine but I just don't think I could handle missing out on the fun because I fall asleep at 9pm when activities are just getting started or the chance that some food doesn't agree with me. It's different if I have an accident while sleeping at home. It's entirely different to have an accident while sleeping in someone else's guest room. It wouldn't be much money to get a plane ticket but I'm still thinking about the medical bills in the back of my mind. Services have been performed and they must be paid.