October 2009
today in a nutshell.
I slept in until noon, took a shower, went to Super Target and bought some hair gel (my hair is just long enough to slightly style), and then went up to the grand ol’ CVVC. Stayed there for just about an hour, talked briefly with Julie about my February vacation and made several CVS trips… on my day off, yes. Then I went to Uniform World from there to buy a new standardized blue top...
although shady and unexpected.
I just recieved a text message from someone that had said a few things that hit me hard and really upset me. It was an apology that I didn’t think I’d ever get. I accepted it and thanked him for it. I now feel somewhat better that it ended on a good note, even if that good note came long after it ended.
it's a great day to be alive.
I can’t stop smiling. Today was great.
Woke up right at nine o’clock for my nine-thirty class. Yes, I know I was pushing it, but I was tired. Got ready really quick and drove to class. Stayed in my car for an extra ten minutes after arriving to school to listen to some more Kidd Kraddick. I love that morning radio show and the “Does That Make Me Crazy” bit was on and...
just thought of this.
“In Loving Memory, In third grade me, Devin, and Becca were all best friends..what happend through the years? I really dont know but she was an awsome person. I always thought she would be the lead part of the eight grade play, but it’s to late for taht because she’s dead. Devin always did her homework and was really smart and I’d always sit by her in student counsil...
this is for you Heather.
Heather begged me to start blogging earlier because she’s old and can’t stay up long enough to read my blog after my normal blogging hours. She can’t accommodate so she’s gonna be a little blog bitch. So, here, Heather. This one goes out to you.
I woke up this morning, put my pair of scrubs for today into the dryer from the wash, and then went back to bed. For fifteen...
too tired.
Today was good. Went to class and work. Both were fine, not too bad.
I just watched the first half of a wonderful film called Jakob the Liar with Robin Williams. It’s about Jews and Nazis.
Sorry I’m too tired to actually give a good recap of the day and my movie. Maybe tomorrow’s will be better. One can only hope.
Sleep tight.
don't think i did so bad after all.
My Art History test wasn’t tooo hard. He did tell us this morning that it was the ‘easy’ test. I think, personally, that there was only one test. I think it was a joke. But in all honesty, it was easy. The hardest part was the first five slide IDs. I couldn’t remember the dates of the pieces. Actually, the annoying part was, I could remember the dates, but I think I mixed...
it's thundering.
Yay! I love it when I get the chance to fall asleep to the sound of rain. I think I’m going to watch a movie here in a second. A scary one to start off the Halloween week. Sounds like a good idea to me. But first I need to get finished with this studying. If you have never taken an Art History course, then you have no idea how the studying for the tests are. It’s an insane amount of...
today was effing splendid.
Woke up early this morning, got dressed in the standardized blue scrubs that we HAVE to wear, and went back to bed.
I’m such a morning person. -end sarcasm-
Got to work right on time, took care of the slew of dogs that are boarding for the first hour and forty-five minutes, and then did nothing for the remaining two hours and fifteen minutes. Literally, the most energy exerted was spent...
a little twist on the old classic.
“Pot. It’s the Kettle. And you’ve never really been black.”
~ Susan
““Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99,
wear sunscreen.
If I could offer...”
– (via courtneytothemax)
i've started watching zombie movies.
Well, I’ve watched two. The one I watched tonight is nothing like an actual ‘zombie movie’, you know, with brains, and gore, and mindless people hobbling around dragging a foot whilst eating mindful(?) people.
It is called American Zombie and it’s a mockumentary about zombies that are living among us and how they cope and fit in to everyday life. It’s a strange...
not much to say.
Today was pretty low-key. Nothing tooooo exciting. It was Thursday, so that’s a plus. Classes were blah. Work was fun.
We made our routine Thursday Starbucks run. Kourtny came with me for her first time. I told her that she needn’t be scared about my driving. Jessica just makes a big deal out of it. And Heather won’t admit it, but she had fun hitting the puddles in the rain...
damn alarm clock
Woke up at eight o’clock today. I am supposed to be at work at eight. Uh oh.
I got there about twenty-five minutes late, but jumped right into working. I stayed for almost two hours more than I normally do before leaving for class. I didn’t have to attend Art History today, but I had a test in U.S. History. I think I may have known half of the answers. It was hard.
I had some Raising...
nothing exciting
Happened today. At all.
Went to school. Classes were average. Mediocre. Humdrum. So-so.
Went to work. Same there. Average. Mediocre. Humdrum. So-so. Boring, but busy. Very busy.
I’m still feeling a tad bit under the weather, and asked Mom to go buy some more NyQuil and DayQuil. Knock-off brand again, of course. This time it’s the Target brand rather than the Walmart brand. This...
look mom. no hands.
Today has been a rollercoaster.
I didn’t want to get out of bed for work today, but I had to. Something about responsibilities or whatnot. Work was alright. If there’s one thing that I don’t believe in, it’s animal cruelty. And that dog needs to be put down. I don’t care if her blood work is perfect, she looks like she just crawled out of a concentration camp, she...
gossip
As defined by Meriam Webster (I love that guy. I use his dictionary (online) at least once a day. No joke.), gossip is “idle talk or rumor, esp. about the personal or private affairs of others”.
We all do it. Don’t lie. It’s fun. Whether we call it gossip, the buzz, dirty laundry, slander, the grapevine, small talk, prattle, water cooler talk, or whatever, we are all...
Papa's barbasol
I uniwillingly got up at seven o’clock this morning to go to work.
The vet business was filled with death today.
First thing this morning, one of the hospitalized cats was found dead. He was huge, mean, and black. He weighed like twentysomething pounds. The cute little puppy went home today, which was good. We left his cage untouched in case he comes back on Monday. The motionless dog,...
thinking back
He drank coffee, 24/7, like it was water from the fountain of youth.
so today was alright, coulda been more exciting.
I was off of work and school today like every Friday. I slept in until 10:30. After waking up, I did some laundry, cleaned up some of my room, emptied out a drawer or two of some unnecessary things, and then left. I drove to the bank to deposit my paycheck and get out a chunk of cash. I spent a bit over five dollars at Fat Straws. People, the Pumpkin Pie Smoothie is delicious. Granted of course,...
“Arguments over grammar and style are often as fierce as those over IBM versus...”
– ~Jack Lynch
mediocre thursday
Today was blah. I still feel crummy, but not as crummy as I did yesterday. I didn’t get dizzy at all. That’s a plus, right?
I slept through my classes (intentionally) and woke up at eleven twenty, showered, got dressed in my standardized blue scrubs, attached my name tag via magnetic backing, and drove to work. Upon getting there, I noticed that the least bastardly of the two doctors...
i feel like
poop. Like I was rained on by poop. Like I was walking in the poop rain and a big truck drove by and splashed poop all over me. It was raining poopy cats and dogs.
I got sick from Jenny. I knew I should have resisted the urge to drink that one sip of lemonade but she left me alone with it for over 10 minutes and I was thirsty.
I just went to Walmart (because CVS and Walgreens were already...
Stephen: why are you getting sick? that's not allowed.
remember. you NEVER get sick.
Me: i know.
but i was cooped up in a dorm room that houses two sick girls.
Stephen: i have cancer. i have a bump in my neck. it hurts and i've tried massaging it thinking maybe it's just muscle that's knotted. nope. won't go away. so the only logical explanation is cancer.
Me: that's what i would assume.
my shoulder is dying and it's been dying for the past 3 weeks.
Stephen: shit we're falling apart.
Me: i know
Stephen: i mean. my cancer is gonna take over my my neck and cut my head off.
then i'll be the headless homo.
Me: wait.
lets keep it slightly attached my some sinewy tendon.
and you can be a nearly headless homo.
Stephen: hahaha ok. i'd like to join the headless hunt though.
Me: or. we can have a team of doctors, surgeons, and plastic surgeons
and they can disassemble us and put all of our good, working parts together and create a super homo human
Stephen: oh hellz yes!
what if i have lymphoma?
Me: then you're screwed
Stephen: yep.
shit.
Me: would you like to accompany me to the store via cellular phone to get some medicine?
Stephen: sure.
i'm just gonna sit here and read webMD and scare the shit out of myself otherwise.
Me: ah
what else is that website good for?
Stephen: pretty much nothing.
ive got bravery
“DON’T CALL ME A COWARD!”
~Severus Snape
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“There’s a brave fellow! There’s a man of pluck! A man who’s not afraid to say his say, Though a whole town’s against him”
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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“The opposite of bravery is not cowardice, but conformity.”
~Dr....
with sleeping beauty playing in the background
I am eating a bag of Haribo Raspberries, still unsure if I like them. I went to work this morning, not too exciting there. Mainly cleaned. A lot. On my hands and knees with a brush, bucket, and towel. Never before have the tile and grout around the door frames looked so sparkly.
Then I left and went to class. Art History was hard to stay awake through, the lights were off except for a few can...
I love laughing.
Remember that time, that you woke me up at 6:30 in the morning and I proceeded to laugh uncontrollably for 20 minutes?
i'm here. not there.
I got to Lubbock, and was promptly picked up by Jennifer and Tyler. Veronica (Jennifer’s van) was dead so Tyler, being the nice guy that he is, offered to drive Jenny to the airport to retrieve me. Thanks Tyler.
I got to Jennifer’s dorm, met Alex, was shown around the campus (“And this is the campus…”), got a calzone cause we were hungry, went and hung out with Kati...
ohhh lubbock
I’m leaving my house for the airport in T minus twenty two minutes. My flight takes off at 1:50 PM and lands at 2:55 PM. Jennifer is to be waiting for me with a sign covered in sequins. A bedazzled welcome sign is all I asked for, and no. She said no.
hmmm todayyyy
Today was just another average day in the life of me, Nick. It was nice. I love Thursdays the most out of all of the days of the week. Wanna know why? You don’t? Oh… well I’ll tell you anyway.
Thursdays I get to sleep in until eight AM. I get up, take the trash out, take a shower, get dressed to impress, go to the dumbest class ever (a math class on a computer…), then...
susan?
Susan: Just wait until you're a 40ish year old single woman going on a trip. Even just a weekend to Lubbock. You'll be planning and packing and shopping and laundering and practicing and arranging and rearranging for DAYS before the actual trip. And then the trip day will come and you will be ready 2 hours early and have nothing to do but sit on the edge of the bed and shred Kleenex. That's what I've heard, anyway.
Me: Why shred Kleenex?
Susan: Nothing else to do. The house is all tidied up in case the plane goes down and the computer is off in case of a power surge. Not that any of this applies to me.
math? meth?
Jenny: im in love
good night
Me: hahaha
Jenny: see you in
idk
Me: night
Jenny: less than 48
Me: yay!!!
Jenny: like....
ummm 36?
see you in about 36 hours
Me: idk
i cant add and do math
Jenny: oh i didnt do math, i just do meth
same
Me: hahaha blog
Jenny: are you agreeing your blog is a joke? :0
jk!
I LOVE THAT DAMN BLOG!
Me: :O
NO!
: -)
Jenny: congradulations
what
Me: congratulations*
Jenny: spell that
thanks
Me: mmhhmm
Jenny: later gator
BAHHHHHHHHHHHH
Me: in 36 hours crocodile
Jenny: no
Me: yes
Jenny: sheep!
Me: oh
Jenny: IM A SHEEP
Me: bahahahahaha
Jenny: DAMNIT
NICK
dammit
i cant spell
its all that meth, it only helps with the math
Me: hahaha
Jenny: : ))))))))))
thats a big smile
not lots of chins
: {\
GOOD NIGHT SIR
ME: hahahaha
night ma'am
naps are great and all, but
I HATE falling asleep somewhat on accident, and then not waking up at a reasonable hour.
I got home from work a little before six this evening and planned on laying down until close to seven so that I would be able to set the DVR to record Glee and go to scouts since I promised Ian that I would be there to receive the cd(s) that he burned me. Well I didn’t wake up. Or I did, but only to...
i beat cancer.
It’s 12:35 AM and my internet is still fully functional. Yes. I feel like I have overcome something huuuge. Jennifer says it’s like I beat cancer. I agree. Like I have one testicle. Call me Lance.
She refuses to do so.
apology
Let me start by saying that I am completely sorry for the minute amounts of posts lately. But I assure you that it isn’t my fault in the least. I have come to the conclusion that my mom has had a parental conversation with AT&T and put a block on the internet so that it can’t be accessed after 12:30 AM. Which is my prime blogging time. Sooo I guess I’m going to have to start...
wonderful two days.
Yesterday I didn’t write the accounts of my day. I apologize.
I went to Stephen’s house in the morning. We went to an early showing of “Whip It”. What an amazingly perfect film! You should see it. It’s superb. Ellen Paige is a cutie. We then went to get some bubble tea. I was soooo ready to try the peppermint milkshake and it was soooo delicious. Everything I could...
arctic fingers on a journey?
Jenny: my fingers are COLDDDDDDDDDDD
Jenny: BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Me: awwwww
Jenny: THEYRE LIKE PENGUINS!
Me: ill knit you finger warmers
Jenny: MARCHING!
“I just think it’s stupid to learn math when solving for x. Wtf is x in my...”
– Stephen
