January 2011
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My Partner and I are taken bets on what the first...
We have first round of mimosas in the morning riding on this
Medical:
Mine: Chest Pain in the North Area
Hers: Chest pain in the East
Trauma:
Mine: Fall in the City
Hers: MVA in the West
I’ll let you know….
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Dick Clark looks like a marionette puppet.
I really though he was dead.
Hmm.
Well…Happy New Year.
December 2010
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Pink Champagne Cake
So for Christmas, my roommate, Meg, gave me a book of Booze Cakes… which is perfect for me because when I get bored or depressed or whatever I don’t drink, I don’t drug…I bake. So for my first project from the book I chose The Pink Champagne Cake. She will be for Meg’s NYE party tomorrow night. I will be working. Lame. While the rest of the world counts down the...
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Things I did today. (night shift edition)
SInce I’m on night shift…I keep my same hours, for the most part. Sleep during the day, awake all night.
Woke up had breakfast of chicken nuggets and edemame (yeah I know)
coffee
watched the mind fuck of a movie, Inception.
Still didn’t understand it
more coffee
read some on my Kindle (I’m reading Rollergirl now. Its about the history of modern day roller derby)
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Party like its 2008....
I feel like I’ve taken a tumble back down to 2008. Back to when I was lost, uncertain with my life, uncertain with everything. I feel like i’m running backwards. I started out the year ready to move on, to move forward. I was getting prepared to pack up my patent leather shoes and antique camera collection to move to a new town, to a new way, to new people…to start over....
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“Change isn’t good or bad. It just is.”
– Don Draper
jessieisarobot:
It’s a Feist day..
1234 //...
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“Books to the ceiling
Books to the sky
My pile of books is a mile high
How I...”
– Arnold Lobel
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Christmas Eve.
Well, we already had our Christmas. Gifts opened. Cookies made. Dinner eaten. Life lived in Emergency Services. Holidays celebrated on wrong days. My Christmas will be spent sleeping, then working.
Such is my life.
Sasta Nollag mo chairde.
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I wish I could put a CCTV camera in my house right...
Just so you could watch what is going on…
Me: well right at the moment, typing this post, but I was very quickly putting Hershey Kisses in the middle of peanut butter cookies which my mother promply fucked up my trying to move them before they cooled and they all slid off.
My mama: running around putting things in stockings, fucking up my cookies, and generally not sitting still
My Daddy:...
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My Mom came home the other night...
…and found my dad watching Whip It.
I think he is still trying to figure me out.
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My Dad owns a Hot Dog place in Charleston, SC
It’s named Ol’ South and It’s way delicious. Go to to the Dorchester Rd entrance to the Air Base and look across the street and it’s there next to the Dunkin’ Donuts. Anyways, couple of weeks ago he was leaving the grocery store and met none other than Bill Fucking Murray. Yeah, Groundhog Day, Zombieland…Bill Murray. See, my little Tumblr followers, Bill...
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I think I freaked my best friend, M., out
by suggesting he had died and his dog, Max, had eaten him.
I really need to lay off the Zombie books.
(Yes, I do know that Solanum does not affect animals)
“Who the fuck are these people?”
– every husband that opens a refrigerator plastered with Christmas cards (via iamnotdiddy)
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I'm waiting for the FinAid Lady from The Art Ins....
…to give the the good news of…there is nothing they can do for me because I have a good job and make too much money. But have poor credit and suck at managing money, but good luck with everything.
So I’ve come up with the following ideas for paying for art school:
Becoming a high priced hooker…er escort. I’m built like Chirstina Hendricks . Big Tits, little...
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Weirdest Nativity Scenes EVER →
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Oh, and the Word Of The Day is...
FUCK.
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Ummm...I'm not sure what the fuck I'm looking at...
My regular partner is out on sick leave. Fucking A. He’s was a good partner. Has more than a touch of ADD and sometimes doesn’t shut the fuck up, but fuck, when the shit hit the fan…like it did the other night with the patient that arrested on us in the back of the unit that bastard focused like a six year old overdosing on fucking aderall. He took orders from me like a...
So I am now taking donations for my Art School...
I apparently fucked my credit up so bad in my late teens and early twenties that I can no longer afford to go to school. But since I didn’t develop a crack habit and have four kids along the way either and actually got a decent job and pay my taxes I can’t find anyone to help me pay for school.
So as soon as I figure out how to set that up through Pay Pal, I’ll let you know.
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2010...
I did not get my back sliced open and the squished up discs carved out, away from the inflamed nerves, nor did I shatter my foot causing me to get the crushed peices pinned back together like a puzzle.
I did however…
Apply to two…er three jobs and did not get three jobs.
Dropped out of Art School and am now going back to Art School.
Beat my record of longest relationship of...