Friday, September 20, 2002
 

Four prescriptions and one referral later, I'm back from the doctor (nurse practitioner, actually, since I was just getting medicine). He confirmed that this is a terrible area for allergies; apparently, it's not uncommon, when flying into here, to see a cloud of pollen above the city. The city is in a depression, and pollen etc blowing in from other areas gets trapped here. The clinic was surprisingly fast (having the 8:00 appointment probably didn't hurt, either), but CVS took ages because of various insurance issues (#1 being that the school has not yet sent out insurance cards to graduate students; the undergraduate [read: rich and paying] population has them, but the graduates [read: poor and nonpaying] do not). The only other exciting thing I found out is that my Counselor brand bathroom scale, purchased this summer at Wal-Mart, is off by 4 pounds. Buyers, you have been warned.

Time to make a soy dog and read Eliot (not T.S., unfortunately). Coffee at 2, followed by 2-hour grad meeting to discuss "THE DOCUMENT" and honor code (please, please, please don't let it take the whole 2 hours . . .), followed by grad student union meeting. I always seem to end up losing much of Friday; my academic accomplishments of the day are limited to what I read of Eliot while waiting for the doctor and waiting at CVS, plus photocopying most of my non-literary Southern lit reading.

Elvisette philosophized at 11:53 AM