Feh.

[saifai]

Shoulda got out the knives. *pouts* Had the visit with the insurance salesman. As it turns out, my fibroid tumor means I'm non-insurable. Why? They treat it as a cancerous tumor (which it's not). Also, the kidney problems I'm having mean I'm rated up 25% for the first 2 years, and won't even be covered for the first year anyway. I can be insured after I have the fibroid tumor removed, but even then it's gonna be a hefty bill. *sigh* So, no insurance for the Saifai.

On the bright side, I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance. (Okay, old news, but I had to have something positive to say).

Comments

[cotyland.livejournal.com]

Meh. Get those spiffy knives and slash 'em to strips. That'll make you feel better!
Insurance. Gr.

[saifai.livejournal.com]

Well see that works out just perfect, cutting them to strips. Fits very well with someone elses suggestion of turning them into beef jerky. *snerk*

[edahs-lanrete.livejournal.com]

What assholes, I'm sorry hon. Make beef jerky out of 'em, and then could I send you to the idiots that refused my mom because of her MS?

[saifai.livejournal.com]

Thank you. :) I could do that too. I've actually got a lovely recipe for beef jerky...

*bad saifai*