Sunday, April 20, 2003

Happy Easter!

Sorry there has not been much here lately. I've been trying to put ducks in a row, and since this is Holy Week, I've been spending most of my time at church. I've been spending a lot of time journaling and working on some spiritual and emotional growth, so same old, same old. Also, I have been snuggling with Chessie. And working. Work is good.

Monday, April 14, 2003

I went to the library today and checked out the book "Live From New York," which is a bio of SNL, told from the viewpoints of most of the cast members who are still alive. It's a good read so far. I've skimmed around, mainly focusing on the original cast (John Belushi, Gilda Radner, et al) and the cast that was on when I was really into it (Dana Carvey, Mike Myers, Adam Sandler). I don't watch the new cast much now, but I loved the episodes that the original cast did. Awesome, funny, and ground-breaking.

It's kind of neat, this agency thing. These people basically call me, ask me when I want to work, and then try to accomodate me as much as possible. I don't work any days I don't request. I don't have to work weekends. I don't have to save up vacation time. It's really flexible. The downside is the thirty minute plus commute to the hospital. The other downside is that I'm nervous as hell trying to go into a hospital I've never worked in and just pick up and start taking care of patients. I guess it'd be the ultimate in getting my feet wet. I'm trying not to psych myself out. Sharon, the agency head nurse, gave me a copy of the flowsheet the hospital uses, and I looked over it, and it's pretty self-explanatory. Sharon said I'd probably do fine, and she was excited to have me aboard.

Sunday, April 13, 2003

The Better Half is sick with some sort of stomach ailment. He's rather pitiful. But he isn't running a temp, so that's good.

Other than that, I have lead a rather boring existance these past few days. Tonight is my cousin Gene's fourth birthday. I still have no idea what to get him. I'll think of something.

He likes trucks, The Wiggles, Bob The Builder, Nintendo, and loose change. But since I am his hip older cousin, I feel obligated to get him something cool, something the fam might slightly disapprove of because they think I'm spoiling him.

Friday, April 11, 2003

I've found an nursing agency, and I can pick up some hours, hopefully next week. I am excited and scared. I've never really done something like this before. But I think it will be a good experience.

Thank you again to all of you who've helped me through this. I love you all, and you mean the world to me. I know it's not going to be easy, but I want to feel like I can succeed at something on my own terms. I feel like I've been given this opportunity for a reason.

Monday, April 07, 2003

Metal Sludge. I came across the site to get info about Sebastian Bach's firing from "Jesus Christ Superstar" (the Better Half and I want to get tickets, though Bach was not our deciding factor, but we admit we were intrigued.) What I found was a drop damn funny site dedicated to rock. Stuff we (I'm 25) grew up with, people! John Y. has a link to the site from his blog. I would put it here, but since you can go to John Y's site from here, you can read his stuff too. Double plug.

Sunday, April 06, 2003

Marian has raised some good points.

I really still don't know where I stand on this. I hate the idea of war. I hate the idea of kids younger than my sister having to go to war. I hate hearing that Iraqi citizens are being killed. I hate hearing that our soldiers and journalists are taken hostage, tortured and killed. I'm not crazy about the fact that we invaded a country, that we're playing offense, not defense. And I'm worried that the countries who hate us will just hate us more, and the countries that weren't too crazy about us, like France, will start to hate us more.


I realize that soldiers are soldiers. They sign up knowing what to expect. Although they too hate the idea of war, many of them are very proud of what they do. Many of them are prepared to lay down their lives for their country. They have been trained carefully, told the truth about what might happen to them "over there." They have been given a duty to defend us, and they're doing a great job.

I learned that the main plan was to get rid of Saddam and give Iraq back to the Iraqi people. That's cool to me. I can dig it. Just don't mention touchy subjects like oil or Islam, and all will be well.

As for the French...if we visit Paris, we'll just tell em we're Canadian. I honestly don't think they as a country never gave a flying le f&ck about the U.S.A. to begin with. I don't think that's going to change because of this war or any war. Greeks, Turks, Italians, Dutch...they got our back. Did you ever see a French soldier on an episode of M*A*S*H? Didn't think so.

Okay...I'm still confused. Maybe this will make sense tomorrow. I will try again then.

Many of you have already read the last post.

This was published before the sudden death of NBC Journalist David Bloom, who was originally mentioned as the imbedded reporter. Mr. Bloom passed away of natural causes while he was covering the war in Baghdad. Out of respect to his collegues and his family, I have edited the previous post. My condolences are with the Bloom family today.

Saturday, April 05, 2003

Here is my idea for a new MTV reality series: The Real World Goes To War.

I mean it. This thought stems from an article I came across in a "Where Are They Now?" thing. There are Real World cast members who, despite being 30ish and having been on the Real World almost 10 years ago, are still making their living by being Real World Cast Members, coming back year after year to do Real World promotions and to engage in even worse reality competition shows against other cast members of Real World and Real World's mentally challenged bastard cousin reality show, Road Rules, all courtesy of the "brilliant" minds of MTV, which wouldn't recognize originality if it bitch slapped them and mounted them doggie style. So, I propose, in case any MTV "producers" are watching, that we do the best thing possible for these pheebs who insist on forever living the sad life of an MTV reality series hack.

We send them to war in Iraq.

It'd be great. Let these little sunbunny girls and big no-necked hip hop wannabe fools take up arms against an enemy that may or may not significantly impact global peace. Give them uniforms, shave their pretty heads, give them guns, teach them to kill, and send them out to war. They're not that smart, they'd be easy to train. They'd be doing some soldiers a favor. If they go, maybe some Marine who also is a mother of two won't have to be taken as a POW, only to be killed and have her children grow up without a mother, may get to stay stateside with her children. Maybe a 19 year old with a promicing future won't have to die. They can be human shields! And in the case that one of these poor pitiful souls actually defies the laws of nature and ends up as a hero, they can stand on the White House lawn with a medal on their chest and tell everyone, "I owe it all to MTV!"

My God, it would be Star Spangled Banner Beautiful.

Thursday, April 03, 2003

Yesterday I interviewed for a position on the med-surg unit at the hospital that I used to work at. I think it went well, the nurse manager was a bit hard to read. The recruiter is supposed to call me tomorrow if they've decided to hire me. Yowsa. I am very nervous. I have other options, but I really really feel like I belong at MCV. I hope I get the job.

I did a bit of shopping today at the religious good shops. I've really been lax with Lent, since I lost my job. My focus has been about changing me for my main purpose in life- my work. I am currently trying to get my philosophy down in some written form that I can always look upon whenever I get down or discouraged. I realize that there is no such thing as the perfect working environment, and I realize there are things that I cannot change and that I have to live with. I haven't come up with anything just yet, but I have a lot of ideas.

Tuesday, April 01, 2003

I remember for April Fool's Day last year, it was a slow night shift. I decided to play pranks on the psych unit. I took all of the videos out of their jackets, and made up titles, and stuck them on labels on each videos:
1) I'm Okay, You're Okay, we're just lactose intolerant.
2) Facing Your Fears Series: Scary Circus Clowns
...stuff like that. It was a lot funnier at 3AM. Also, Al, my coworker and I made up a total train wreck of a patient, named Chessie Mewe, and convinced the day shift that she was on her way and was raising hell in the ER. That was great. It seemed so long ago, since I've had two other jobs since then. I walked into MCV for an interview yesterday, and I felt like I was home. I think I need to look there for more answers.

It's been an okay week, I've been on some job interviews, and so far, I like what I see. I've been watching a lot of M*A*S*H to get myself psyched up to working in a hospital.

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