The now-ex-F.B. is a complete and total moron. I knew he was a quasi-moron, until last weekend with half a dozen drunken whining, self-pitying phone calls after midnight. Drunk late night phone calls are usually not sexy. I was extremely unamused. The last time we talked, he pissed me off badly enough to actually yell a little bit, something I haven't done since last June when I screamed at the Cox Communications lady for fucking up my cable for the 800th time.
Otherwise, not a bad weekend. Extreme shit-faced-ness on Saturday at the blues bar, resplendent with hangover the next day. I danced with a massively sweaty black man. I met some guy who was kind of cute, if not maybe a little overenthusiastic. Whatever.
Big disgusting autopsy yesterday. Was covered in poo, blood, and mucus. Horrible. Then I snitched on my most obnoxious coworker, who was a raging and uncooperative bitch yesterday. I am all about being a team player, because things go so much easier if we all pitch in. She was being a snotty little selfish cow.
My friend who has decided that she is a lesbian and is leaving her husband is actually up and moving to Cali to be with the girl. She leaves in just a couple weeks. I'm bummed. I'm excited for her because she is excited, but selfishly I'm bummed. So I'm kind of depressed about that. She was by far my favorite friend here.
Not much else. Tomorrow is my last day on the autopsy service for a few months, which is good, but then Thursday I start hematology, about which I know nothing, which is bad. I don't care. I'm really quite blah at the moment.
Hope all of you are having a better day than I am. And to think, my horoscope said it would be a five star day. Fucking lying bastards.
Otherwise, not a bad weekend. Extreme shit-faced-ness on Saturday at the blues bar, resplendent with hangover the next day. I danced with a massively sweaty black man. I met some guy who was kind of cute, if not maybe a little overenthusiastic. Whatever.
Big disgusting autopsy yesterday. Was covered in poo, blood, and mucus. Horrible. Then I snitched on my most obnoxious coworker, who was a raging and uncooperative bitch yesterday. I am all about being a team player, because things go so much easier if we all pitch in. She was being a snotty little selfish cow.
My friend who has decided that she is a lesbian and is leaving her husband is actually up and moving to Cali to be with the girl. She leaves in just a couple weeks. I'm bummed. I'm excited for her because she is excited, but selfishly I'm bummed. So I'm kind of depressed about that. She was by far my favorite friend here.
Not much else. Tomorrow is my last day on the autopsy service for a few months, which is good, but then Thursday I start hematology, about which I know nothing, which is bad. I don't care. I'm really quite blah at the moment.
Hope all of you are having a better day than I am. And to think, my horoscope said it would be a five star day. Fucking lying bastards.
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satchell:
Sometimes people go crazy and call when they get drunk, makes sense at the time. I can't believe you can do all that autopsy stuff, I would be puking so bad the entire time.
sedona666:
Birthday coming up??? Scary stuff... I used to look forward to them. We'll be getting old together then cause for some reason I think we are almost the same age. Whatcha going to be doing for your bday?