jedusor | A spoonful of bureaucratic manipulation helps the vaccinations go down...

I got my first vaccine doses today. Three shots: one tetanus/diphtheria/pertussis, one measles/mumps/rubella, and one hepatitis B. The little information pamphlets inform me that if I am one of the one in 1.2 million people to experience seizures, it'll happen in about a week, so Death Guild could be extra-fun! I'll need to get second doses of two of the vaccines and a third dose of one over the next six months; Clark's health center says they won't bar the gates as long as I promise to get those when I'm supposed to.

I got home, achy-armed, and logged into my Clark e-mail to find a message that made me very, very happy. I had written the professor of the entrepreneurship class I want to take this fall, saying something along the lines of "ack Clark won't let me register until the day before classes start and your class that I want to take already has 39 of 40 spots filled, pretty please let me in?" and he responded saying no problem, let him know when I'm allowed to register and he'll do an override, which gives me hope for other potentially full classes. Mom, the most worthwhile lesson you ever taught me was "it never hurts to ask."

I also met my great-aunt Kathy this afternoon. Kathy has recently discovered the internet, it seems, and I was called upon to instruct her in the purposes and proper usage of Facebook, LiveJournal, LinkedIn, YouTube, and Wikipedia. She left a few minutes ago, page of scribbled URLs in hand, eager to master the series of tubes.