Saturday, September 25, 2004

I spent last night with Buddha and Nick. We had a MARVELOUS time. We didn't do anything major... we just talked and watched SWAT - HELLO Mr. Farrell. Damn. We talked about someone who looks like Colin Farrell, the forthcoming marriage, and random drama and bullshit. Buddha and I were still awake at 3am talking about what an indecisive, cowardly idiot I am. It was nice. I am still a wussie lol - we established that. Buddha is so funny. Her resounding advice to me was that you should never shy away from a piece of ass. God I LOVE her. She is the best.

Spending time with them, it is so easy to see how in love they are. It is heartfelt and leaves you with the sweetest feeling. It makes you want to say "aww"-- don't get me wrong it isnt all that mooshy and lovely dovey shit - it is the real love that you see between the rank ass dog farts and accidentally shattered glass. I couldn't be happier for them. Congrats, Buddha and Nick! Love yall!

OMG- Spoke to Randy last night. hahaha. I forgot how much I missed his ass. :) Funny little fucker. I told him that he had spoiled me - I thought all computer service boys were gonna be sexy pieces of man meat - then i met the guy who installed the DSL in the office... and DAMN was I wrong. Nothing screams SEX APPEAL like a mullet and a gray jumpsuit.

I am STILL in a Counting Crows mood.... and that is a perfect place to be.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Today was interesting... as was last night. Crystal and I went through the ghost town that is the old health center. One Dr. left his exam rooms like he was just leaving for the day and coming to see patients again tomorrow. The rooms were fully stocked.... so were the supply rooms, etc. It was eerie.... here we were in a fully operational office that was just put out to pasture. It was so strange. Instead of packing up, they just left work like they were leaving for the day... not forever... so there Crystal and I were - packing up their things.

Uncool - urine sample in the little passage door between the lab and the bathroom
Uncool - blood on one of the exam tables

VERY COOL - THE SHIT CANS!!!! I am obsessed with these things now. I have never seen them before - and let's thank God for that one. Basically, if they need a LARGE stool sample, they give you a fresh and shiny metal paint can... with the little handle and pry-off lid and everything. It says on the bag that the can is in "Diagnostic Sample. Fecal Matter only. Please do not fill can more than 2/3 full. Use additional cans if necessary and label them accordingly Can #1, #2, #3". Ok, let me point out, these cans are HUGE. I couldn't fill it 2/3 full if I had a week and a small brigade. Impossible. I can't imagine the man who would stroll in there with cans 1, 2, and 3. That killed me.

Neat-o - Barium enema.... funny to see... but it's LARGE.... hmmm, maybe it goes hand in hand with the shit cans.

catheders - ugh, been there, done that. NO thanks.

Cool - HUGE tube of Vaseline that read "FOR HOSPITAL USE ONLY". niiiiiice

More KY than you could shake a stick at.

Viagra stuff - the test...how to tell if you need Viagra - funny shit. Apparently I need it. I answered all of the questions honestly.... and I do have a hard time getting and keeping an erection.

Anyway, it was a good day today. Plundered and moved shit in the remains of what was once a viable health care facility. Strange....

... and the little shits should have packed up all of their stuff. :) Me and Crystal - we like to toss things that are heavy. :)

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Bad cold. Ugh. Much nastiness going on inside of me. Puffs with lotion = godsend. Good day though, despite the atrocities of sludge sitting in my lungs, nasal passages, and a fever. lol. Ahh, sat around and watched "Mean Girls" and though about how much funnier that movie would have been if I were in high school. I loved high school.... but I loved college more. The whole movie is based on "the plastics" - seemingly perfect girls that you love to hate... they are envied, they are select, etc. In college, that makes no sense.... I mean, we have a greek system to proudly separate the wannabes, the failures, the losers, and the "plastics". :) JK... ok, maybe I am only half kidding. One day, I will sit down and write an absolutely honest account of everything from college --- but all the Nyquil could taint my perspective a bit this evening.

College = so much fun. Received a PERFECT package in the mail.... made me feel better... and helped me feel like I was in college again... which, no secret here - I might very well be.


Sunday, September 19, 2004

Buddha and Nick are engaged! Congratulations. Just to talk to Buddha, you can hear the joy in her voice. I am so happy for her. She wants to be married so badly... and she is one step closer to her dream.

So, here's to dreams. As different as all of our dreams may be, here is to the hope that all of our dreams may come true... some day.

My dream : to be happy, to have fun, to be kind to others - even when every fiber in my being is wanting the opposite, and eventually to be kind naturally - without even thinking about it, to always want more... never to be satiated because in my heart of hearts, I think that is where true passion and ambition are formed... in that need for something else, something more.

As far as love and marriage and children and all that jazz - here is my only explanation. I think that love will come (and here I am, not as a hopeless romantic, but as a hopeful optimist) when I am least expecting it, and when the powers of life or God (whatever you may conceive him to be) find me ready. If it comes to marriage - I want THE ONE... why settle for less. Marriage is forever - or at least the 48 hours it takes in some states to get a divorce. :)

This is the best way I know to describe it: a shopping list.

I go to the grocery store with a list: bread, milk, eggs. Those are the things that I need. While I am there, quite unexpectedly, I see some chocolate cookies - and in that instant, I know that I simply cannot live without them. They weren't on the list, but when I saw them - I knew. Some girls have marriage on the list of things that must be done. It is a staple, utterly and completely necessary. For them, those "pleasant surprise" cookies were on the list.

So, to our dreams - whether they are on that list or not.... may we keep that child-like splendor that keeps our hopes alive and our dreams so close. May that distance between our reality and our dreams fade until the two have merged.