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This is about my drama. What makes me heart beat faster? Heavy exercise and too much alcohol, but not at the same time.
- How Many Women with PMS Does It Take to Change a Light Bulb?
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One! ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able to find the fucking light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!! IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL !!
Wednesday August 22, 2007 - 08:40am (EDT) Permanent Link | 3 Comments - Eeeeeeeeeerrrrrrk!
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I didn't know you played soccer Beth, she shot , she scoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
I have no fucking idea what this is, but when I logged into 360, it didn't go to the little page where you get messages, comments, and can view your friends pages, but it said this ^^^^^^, like it was a blog entry I was typing. It had the edit, post, cancel buttons at the bottom. I'm confuckled.
Wednesday July 18, 2007 - 08:17pm (EDT) Permanent Link | 5 Comments - Entry for March 02, 2007
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You know... I'm angry today, and I have no idea why. I've decided that while at work, I just won't speak. There seems to be a lot of shit stirring going around, and I don't want any part of it. It's just... craziness.
I had a most peculiar dream last night... I dreamt I had a list of different religions, and I was running my finger down the list, trying to find one I wanted. I had driven around the centre of this town/city somewhere, and I parked a grocery trolley (of all flipping things) into a Rabbi's parking space. I wound up having to move my trolley lol. Anyway, I went into this humungeous cathedral (which, obviously, represents Catholicism -- and this particular cathedral has appeared in my dreams numerous times). I walked downward through the aisle, down a stairwell, and I walked past all these wooden doors with different religions' names on them. Finally, I came to the door marked "Wicca," and there were I believe 2 girls (don't think it was a boy & a girl, but definitely 2 people) sitting at a long table. They smiled at me, gestured for me to sit down, and said, "We've been waiting for you." Just... odd really.
And you know, I dunno much anymore. I'm starting to become confused again. Lovely.Friday March 2, 2007 - 08:12pm (EST) Permanent Link | 3 Comments - Entry for February 28, 2007
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Woo! It's been two months!
Now what?
Anywho, this song was out when I was like 12 or something, and I still like it.
Enjoy!Wednesday February 28, 2007 - 05:21pm (EST) Permanent Link | 0 Comments - Gods Damn It!
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Ok so this is seriously retarded. It seems like every time I turn around I'm getting ill. Since I got good insurance, this appears to be the case. I mean, wtf? My back really started hurting me this weekend, near my sacrum. I thought it might've been a pimple or something, so I had my mom look at it. Nope, it's a cyst, and I'm pretty sure there's two of them there. I'm not really happy about it either, as getting rid of them involves I&D (incision and drainage) or surgery, depending upon whether or not the bastard has decided to attach itself to my spinal cord! So yeah, I'm absolutely thrilled about that. Fortunately, I have a follow-up appointment with my surgeon on Wednesday, so I'll talk to him then about it.
And today's just been a hellacious day. Our ER went onto total diversion. We've been holding patients who were being admitted because there were no beds upstairs; our wait was well over 2, nearing 3 hours; and around 5 o'clock or so, we had two massive MIs come in literally within seconds from one another. The second guy to come in, jesus. He was sitting up on the stretcher EMS had him on, pleading for us to get him into a room (which we had one available, so he got it). Anyway, the guy goes into v-tach, and Libby & I are just sitting there watching his monitor. I think almost every nurse & doctor in there did chest compressions on this guy. They finally had to get out the AED... they shocked him a couple of times... and I could hear his wife screaming, "Don't leave me. You can't leave me. Please don't go." And it took all I had in me not to just bawl on the spot. We tried to get her to go out of the room, but she refused to go... and it wasn't a pretty sight, cos if you're doing CPR correctly, you have to break the ribs and sternum. And our staff is just feverishly working as hard as they can... and still yet he died.
I figured someone was going to die today. I actually thought it was going to be a little man that was meant to go to ICU. I really hate being wrong... but in this situation, I can't stand to be right.
Monday February 26, 2007 - 08:29pm (EST) Permanent Link | 3 Comments