We’re going to try to post some pictures today. This should be loads of fun. But until then…
I am sick. The only thing that keeps me going is The Tournament. I got to watch too many hours of basketball. From noon to midnight, I took off about an hour. Thanks to all of our digital cable channels, I get to see all the games. It’s fun. I think it makes JewelrySlut have a little stroke every time I switch channels. I moved my office in here to the family room and was happy. If I only could stay awake or not feel like my head is ready to explode.
So, about work. Here’s a moment of seriousness.
I have to send out a mailing to a list of people. It’s something having to do with oral contraceptives. Something about pushing people to change to generics in order to make HealthCareRelatedCompany more money. I don’t know. The point is that when HealthCareRelatedCompany mails letters of any sort to a member who is under 18, it is addressed to “The Parent or Guardian of XX”. The question came up today: Is it a violation of the girl’s privacy if the letter about her birth control goes to Mom and Dad? It’s an interesting argument. I can understand why the doctor may not want Mom and Dad to know that little Sally is on the pill. She’s sexually active and Mom and Dad are against but. I see the argument. However, I also think Mom and Dad need to know what the kids are doing. I think for someone who still claims to be somewhat liberal in this area (get back to me when Shmuppie is 16); I’d want to know and would be OK with it. But, that’s not always the case. But, at the same time, Mom or Dad is the person whose insurance is covering Sally’s pills. So, don’t they “deserve” to know where their money is going? They likely get statements from either HealthCareRelatedCompany or their insurance carrier, so they should know what kind of medical activity the whole family has.
I don’t know. I’m not saying much, but it’s an interesting argument. Where does it stop being parental responsibility to know about the medications their children are on and become a privacy issue? HealthCareRelatedCompany is always running into problems like this. Occasionally, in cases of divorce, Husband is one with the policy, but Ex-Wife is still carried by his insurance. Statements about her medical history get sent to him because they screw up the programming and the information goes to the member and not the medication recipient. Then, all hell ensues. It’s not fun. I’m telling you, working with medical information is loads of fun. Hence the shredder under my desk. I, were so I inspired, find out a lot of stuff about a lot of you. I’d wager I’ve sent mail to some of my readers in the past. The law of averages and the scope of HealthCareRelatedCompany’s coverage in the USA makes it likely. So, what meds are you on?
I no longer have the goatee. It just went bye bye. I decided that the passport picture should not have it. I’ll start its regrowth tomorrow. The way I am, it should be back by Monday. I can’t grow hair on my head, but I can grow the shit out of it on my face, back and ass.
I’m going to try to post pictures of the great shave off.
**The following comments were meant to appear between the pictures. However, for some reason that has me so fucking pissed off that I could literally throw this computer through a wall, Word Press has decided that I can no longer put text between the images. It’s allowing it between images 1 and 2, but that’s it. The code looked IDENTICAL, but it wasn’t allowing it to happen. Beyond that, they move to the right of the picture. Does anyone care to tell me why this is happening? I’m looking at you
I was supposed to say the following things between pictures:
(Before #3)Not too stupid-looking yet, but we’re on our way.
At this point, I was told that “You look awful with a mustache” Thanks for the support, Hon.
(Before #4)Ah, yes, the combination of Hitler Mustache and weird beard thing. I should have kept this.
(Before the last one)I don’t know if this was the camera angle or what, but I can’t decide if this picture scares me or what.**
This is where we started. JewelrySlut decided to watch from a perch atop the toilet.
From here, we took a little off the sides.
This is where the text moves off to the right and I start cursing. See it here, mocking me? I don’t want there to be text here. I want it to appear between the fucking pictures. Is that too much to ask?