Note for those with such a problem... if your mother calls and mentions her suicidal leanings just shoot back with stories of your on... how you of only half her years have laid on a mattress in a house with no air and tried to "will" yourself to die. She will change the subject will quick 
I'm sitting here at work, having smuggled in my iBook and sit here with the story concocted that I'm using it as a learning tool instead of visiting a porn site. Not having done but four tests on four patients I'm feeling this is a kick ass promotion I've received (in case I haven't mentioned it, I received a pseudo promotion and now work graveyard shift over the weekend... +$3.00 on the hour, bitches!!!). The morning worklist is even on the light side (no more than two hours work). I'm sitting here thinking over things. Nothing concerning the greater theme of life but they are as follows...
Dr. Z is my new hero... even if he is German.
My father has gone over a week with no internet connection because he's too lazy to call and complain... he did forget to pay his phone bill (it's a fucking DSL connection) last month though. Also, he has stopped drinking because, as he told my bro, he wants to feel better. **if you read this then I owe you a beer** In actuallity, he had a physical at work where they took a sonogram of his liver... hmm, he let that slip in a conversation with me the other day.
What is up with the Pulp Fiction DVD?! I have the first one released and for some reason now (it hasn't always done this) the last twenty minutes is choppy and unwatchable... on a DVD player, a PC, a PS2, all my Macs. And my father finally rented the Special Edition and THAT one does the same thing (on his equipment... I try not to go around him too much).
I think my cousin's girlfriend has the hots for me. See, he's a lowly mechanic (not that all mechanics are low... just him) and I'm an educated motherfucker... well, she sits up with me when I visit instead of snuggling next to him to watch the fight. We have thought provoking conversations (she's a psych major). Maybe she thinks there's something wrong with my brain... hmm.
Y'know those Sardetto's snack mixes, the ones with the Worcestershire flavored bagel chips? The hospital has their own version of that (sometimes) and it's pretty good (God damn the bastard who came up with the idea of payroll reduction using your timecard/badge
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Told my cousin (my father's first cousin... whatever the fuck that would make us) that I wasn't working much and couldn't afford to eat. She offered me down every day (they even bought me chinese food the other day!) and cleaned out her fridge giving me all she had left over (and being her daughter in law is Mexican and had recently made too mucho tacos... hot damn! What great cooks they be). They are such good people.
I miss Echo, she needs a new set
A friend of mine spent some time with her significant other... you never know how lonely you are until the one person you burst to talk with goes AWOL.
Following the above, I've been in a fugue for a few days.
Why would anyone suggest Nicholas Sparks for me to read?
And following that... my big writing debut will be soon... my novel (yep, now it's a novel) "Magica Residua" has gone to the printer and will be released by the end of August. Please buy one... please refer it.
Cash's American V "A Hundred Highways" is awesome. It saddens me it's the last I'll (we'll) ever hear from the Man in Black
My brother goes into work (he's supposed to be a server in a restaurant but hasn't become certified yet... and it's halfway through the summer) and works for four hours, he gets a couple hours to come home and then he returns for three-plus more. He calls this a double shift... dumbass, stupid bastard!
Read all of that? I didn't
I'm sitting here at work, having smuggled in my iBook and sit here with the story concocted that I'm using it as a learning tool instead of visiting a porn site. Not having done but four tests on four patients I'm feeling this is a kick ass promotion I've received (in case I haven't mentioned it, I received a pseudo promotion and now work graveyard shift over the weekend... +$3.00 on the hour, bitches!!!). The morning worklist is even on the light side (no more than two hours work). I'm sitting here thinking over things. Nothing concerning the greater theme of life but they are as follows...
Dr. Z is my new hero... even if he is German.
My father has gone over a week with no internet connection because he's too lazy to call and complain... he did forget to pay his phone bill (it's a fucking DSL connection) last month though. Also, he has stopped drinking because, as he told my bro, he wants to feel better. **if you read this then I owe you a beer** In actuallity, he had a physical at work where they took a sonogram of his liver... hmm, he let that slip in a conversation with me the other day.
What is up with the Pulp Fiction DVD?! I have the first one released and for some reason now (it hasn't always done this) the last twenty minutes is choppy and unwatchable... on a DVD player, a PC, a PS2, all my Macs. And my father finally rented the Special Edition and THAT one does the same thing (on his equipment... I try not to go around him too much).
I think my cousin's girlfriend has the hots for me. See, he's a lowly mechanic (not that all mechanics are low... just him) and I'm an educated motherfucker... well, she sits up with me when I visit instead of snuggling next to him to watch the fight. We have thought provoking conversations (she's a psych major). Maybe she thinks there's something wrong with my brain... hmm.
Y'know those Sardetto's snack mixes, the ones with the Worcestershire flavored bagel chips? The hospital has their own version of that (sometimes) and it's pretty good (God damn the bastard who came up with the idea of payroll reduction using your timecard/badge
)Told my cousin (my father's first cousin... whatever the fuck that would make us) that I wasn't working much and couldn't afford to eat. She offered me down every day (they even bought me chinese food the other day!) and cleaned out her fridge giving me all she had left over (and being her daughter in law is Mexican and had recently made too mucho tacos... hot damn! What great cooks they be). They are such good people.
I miss Echo, she needs a new set
A friend of mine spent some time with her significant other... you never know how lonely you are until the one person you burst to talk with goes AWOL.
Following the above, I've been in a fugue for a few days.
Why would anyone suggest Nicholas Sparks for me to read?
And following that... my big writing debut will be soon... my novel (yep, now it's a novel) "Magica Residua" has gone to the printer and will be released by the end of August. Please buy one... please refer it.
Cash's American V "A Hundred Highways" is awesome. It saddens me it's the last I'll (we'll) ever hear from the Man in Black
My brother goes into work (he's supposed to be a server in a restaurant but hasn't become certified yet... and it's halfway through the summer) and works for four hours, he gets a couple hours to come home and then he returns for three-plus more. He calls this a double shift... dumbass, stupid bastard!
Read all of that? I didn't
I don't know if you saw this, but, on the Chrysler web site, there's this " Ask Dr. Z" feature, where you can type in your own questions. I feel like asking: Say, you weren't one of those doctors at Auschwitz, were you?