The One Lamenting Change

I've changed my layout so many times in the past two weeks, it's not even funny.

This coming from a girl who hates change and will stubbornly sit by my archaic ways until I'm forced into it. Like my MSN? I kept the old version until it wouldn't sign in anymore and I had to get the new one. The new Internet Explorer? I kept it until YouTube stopped playing videos on my browser and told me, in as many words, that the new Internet Explorer would play the videos better if I downloaded it.

I even stopped watching Grey's Anatomy (for a while) because I hated the change.

And Dead Denny.

Mostly Dead Denny.

I'm still bitter over it (what are the odds that Izzie would have cancer and George would get hit by a bus, and they'd both crash on the exact same day, and at the exact same time, and then both linger on the elevator in Limbo, and then Izzie, who had a 3% survival rate, would live while George dies? Honestly.).

But mostly I've just been looking for a layout wider than the ones I'd used. I'm tired of having my posts cramped in. I want them long and sprawling. I've even convinced myself that I like the sparse colours, and that what colours I did use were cool (my District Store Manager told me that her teenagers told her that "Cool" is not a cool word anymore; considering the DSM is probably the uncoolest person in the world, I'm not taking any advice from her kids).

In other news, I've had a head cold for about two weeks now. That's something that I would like to change. Last Friday, my first draft for Narrative Nonfiction was due (thank God the prof's not struck on being a deadline fiend and doesn't care as long as he receives something before the end of the course). I handed it in on Monday because I couldn't look at anything for more than five minutes before my eyes started to well up and my chest became congested, and I was forced to lay down.

This is what I get for playing Nurse to Brett - who we thought was dying of swine flu (not literally) - two weeks ago. He went to the emergency room, was given a face mask, and sat in the waiting room for five hours before they took him to an exam room and told him they couldn't actually test him for anything.

Plus, it's not like we can actually get the vaccine in Nova Scotia. You have to be over 65; caring for an infant under 6 months; caring for someone who is immune-compromised; pregnant yourself; have a serious immune problem; be First Nations; or a kid.

Plus, the clinics were closed today for Remembrance Day. You'd think, honouring the veterans aside, that if this was as serious as it's supposed to be, that people would be getting vaccinated today.

They keep adding more groups to the list, but they figure they're going to run out of vaccine this week. While there's still around 400,000 of us waiting to get vaccinated. Which leads me to believe that this isn't as serious of an issue as the media has made us think (stupid wannabe-banker journalists).