star above muted worlds

Yesterday I was so excited about looking like a character from a show that I forgot to mention some of the crap that happened when I went on campus for my TB test (I need to get tested for every disease ever and get immunized for every disease ever in order to work with children). Okay...so my appointment was at 9. Anyway I get there at like 8:45. I'm in, they stick a needle in my skin, and out. The woman wants me to get a hold of my immunization records for my MMR shots because I won't need those again.

So I call my mother and she has no idea what I am even talking about. So I call my first doctor, which takes my mom forever to remember. I call them. They want me to come in. But since even if I could drive I wouldn't drive an hour and a half just to show a lady behind the counter my ID and say, "Please give me this! Okay bye!"

So yeah, I talk this woman into letting me fax her a typed and signed release from where I am in Youngstown. The time is now 9:10. So I run to the library and as I'm walking into the building my landlord calls me. Apparently the envelope of rent checks I sent her for the next 3 months rent has arrived...but without the checks. Apparently someone ripped the envelope open, found the checks, and decided to keep them. Or they fell out while being sorted and the post person didn't think..."You know...this envelope...has been ripped perfectly open on the side. There is nothing in it. I am going to deliver it to its intended address anyway." Rather than...I don't know...maybe having it sent back to me? With a note that said, "Hey we found this...you should call the claims number and tell us what was in this envelope."

So that was a 5 minute conversation where I ended up getting on my phone and looking up the claims number. Then calling. Where I had another 5 minute conversation with someone who was just not in the mood to help me. So I ran upstairs and typed a semblance of a release with the fax number of the health clinic I go to typed on it...so that they could just send everything straight there and my life would be easier. Printed it out, signed it. Then I ran across campus, again to the ComDoc store. Paid some odd amount of money to have it faxed long distance. Which to be honest, this was the most calm experience I had all morning.

After I was done it was about 9:30. So I sat on the bench outside the store. Curled up in a ball...and realized I couldn't sleep because in 30 minutes I had class.

Then after classes I ran out to the bus station to go on a bus adventure to buy that fantastical coat. Like someone on a mission. Except all the crazies were on the bus. Someone should really write a story about the absolute weirdos in Youngstown. Crazy guy in a camo sweater won't stop randomly "sing/screaming" what he says are "Whitney Huston songs" also he keeps talking to the bus driver about how they found Huston's body.

Behind me a older woman is wearing fancy looking sunglasses, a fake fur lined red coat, and holding a crumbled paper bag. Which during the trip I find out it is alcohol because she drinks out of it and makes the whole bus smell like cheap whiskey. She is shaking, and the man she is with is clearly also on something because his eyes are bloodshot.

Some high school students who clearly skipped school come in and they smell fiercely of pot and have bags of candy from Family Dollar. One sits next to me until a stop clears out the rest of the bus so they can move to the back. But she smells so badly of the pot and her own body odor that I feel like vomiting the whole time.

Then when we get off at the last stop, which is the Southern Park Mall, camo screaming guy walks out calmly...opens the mall doors and immediately starts walking like a pimp and sing screaming at the top of his lungs. Which carries since the mall has some good acoustics. People start walking faster and running away from him. I just walk a fair distance behind, laughing.

Youngstown is where all the fun is at. I can't even believe some of the crap that happens here. Every day. Every day something weird is going on downtown or on campus. And everyone is just weird as shit.
I was going to post some things from the "Things overheard at YSU" page but then I realized that I think I said a lot of them. I need to start talking quieter.