It's Happy Stabby Time!
Sep. 26th, 2006
09:24 am - DAMMIT! Three Times Over
Dammit! #1: Sunday, I was supposed to go to KFMA's Fall Ball with my nephew and my daughter Emma. Because I was sick, plus the fact that my hubby and I now designate Sundays as our days together, I stayed home. Wouldn't you know it, Emma crowd surfed for the first time and loved every minute of it! And during Joan Jett's set, too. A proud punk-rock mama moment, and I missed it! Grrr...
Dammit! #2: My hubby and I were supposed to go to see Bruce Campbell at the Loft tonight, after I got off from lecture. We had it planned out, that one of us were going to get tickets last week, but we both kept forgetting about it. So, imagine my surprise (sarcasm much? Nah...) when we remembered yesterday to pick up tickets that they were sold out. We have nobody to blame but ourselves, but still. Fuuuck!
Dammit #3: It always kills me to say this, but my husband was absolutely, positively right. He claimed that once I started school and had more to talk about besides how much my life sucks, I wouldn't have my friends anymore, because I wouldn't be a source of amusement. Nonsense, I said. They would always be there to support me, and they would understand that I'm busier than I had ever been, but I'm still the same person and we'll hang out and blah blah blah.
Wouldn't I know it, but during the busiest, most hectic, but most fun I've had in my life, I feel as if I have nobody to confide in but Art. Not very healthy, but there it is. So now I'm depressed when I should be happy, but whatever. I'll get over it, right?
Dammit, I hate when Hubby's right about the important things. Good thing he's too mature for "I told you so".
depressedSep. 23rd, 2006
05:54 pm - Sympathy, Please!
So now I have this weird cold that seems to be going around. This sucks big, dangly donkey balls! Usually, I'm only sick a grand total of twice or three times per year. However, since starting nursing school, I've been sick two out of three weekends. Where's my immune system when I really need it most?
I have everything- aches, fever, stuffy head, a sexy dripping nose, and an overwhelming urge to stab people. I think Alka Seltzer Plus can take care of most of this, though. The stabbiness will just have to pass on its own, I guess. Or not...
The best part was, I went to clinical like this! Here I am, wishing I could find a nice hole to crawl in, and I'm the only student nurse working a wing of eight rooms. It wasn't so bad, though. My instructor let me know that the tech working my wing, along with the nurse and the LPN, were impressed with me. That made me feel better. Next week I'm going to try working the same wing by myself again, but this time with me at 100 percent. Those poor, poor people :P
Oh, and the rest of my clinical group were trying to get me to perform my little rap ditty last night. Uh, no. I'll leave the rapping to my pharm instructor :)
sick... oh look! Barfy Bear!Sep. 22nd, 2006
10:54 am - Stabby AND Rappy Student Nurses :D
Yes, I'm still alive, but barely. After an exam Monday, which I passed with an 85 (not bad, considering half of my cohort did worse than me) and a pharm quiz I aced with 100 percent, my brain's all mushy.
( Mmmm... mushy brains... )
sillySep. 12th, 2006
12:11 pm - Why I Hide Out Every 9-11...
( Stabby's back- and bitchier than ever! )
bitchySep. 6th, 2006
01:46 pm - The Hermit Emerges... Bwah-ha-ha-ha!
After my nice little sabbatical of last weekend, I now have the energy to update, dammit! Trust me, it was a well needed rest. When you're falling asleep while eating dinner and listening to kick-ass conversation (actually happened Friday night, I swear!), three days of rest is well justified, indeed :)
Nursing school is going really well. I don't freak out as many people as I thought I would! In fact, the majority of my classmates and a lot of the faculty possess the same warped, twisted sense of humor I do. Does that mean the nursing profession is doomed? Could be!
Here's a prime example of what I mean. Last night we had a lecture on documentation and charting. Usually, this would be very boring crap. However, my instructor started off with charting bloopers other people have made in the past. Of course, the class's favorite was the one in which the person charting, after examining the patient's genitalia, wrote that he was "circus sized" instead of the obvious one word choice of 'circumsized". Of course, we all started cracking up and wondered what the person meant. Dwarf sized or freakishly large? I was NOT the only one wondering about this, trust me! I do wonder, though, why most of the jokes in class have to do with male genitalia. Interesting...
About fifteen minutes into the rest of lecture, I cracked up about two rows, and my instructor, by randomly humming some circus music :D
On a non-genitalia note, the baby is now standing up, hanging on to anything he can grasp, and is now attempting to cruise around the house. Walls aren't even safe, as he likes to brace himself on those, too. He's only seven months old, dammit! He's too young to even climb up on his feet, much less trying to walk! I try to tell him to stop it or Mommy's going to cry, but he doesn't care. BTW, off-handed bragging so totally rules!
cheerfulSep. 1st, 2006
12:40 pm - The Week in Review... Finally!
For all of those who are concerned, my hubby and I are now best friends again- yay! I just simply forgot how amazing he was, and we let stress take over. It's so cool to have my best friend back. It made snarking on Who Wants To Be A Superhero way better! Trust me, that show deserved all the snarking we could give it. Parts of it were just plain bad, and some parts were, shall I say, homoerotic? Yes, we are into crap TV- why do you ask :)
Nursing school is absolutely exhausting, but otherwise pretty damn cool. Most of my instructors are nutjobs, which is all right by me! My favorite so far is my pharmocology instructor, who made several references to popping Valium before class. We were discussing comfortable dosing, and he stated that nobody wants a suppository the size of a golf ball- ew, but fricking hilarious. His imitation of Forrest Gump shuffling around and muttering "buttocks", however, was just plain disturbing. Yeah, that's probably my favorite class so far.
The manikins at school are either really old or really cheap. During skills lab Wednesday, one of my classmates had to move one of the manikins (whom I dubbed Mr. Jones- the other two are Mr. Smith and Manikin Skywalker) from one bed to another. First the arm fell off, then one of the legs. Our manikins have removable crotches for practicing catheter insertion, so of course the crotch fell off the minute she placed the guy on the bed. Our instructor, without missing a beat, said, "Looks like he lost his manhood." We also learned how to use wrist and torso restraints, so half the class were all about shopping at the med supply store for their men. Gee, ya think I belong with this group of people?
So, so tired. I haven't been this tired since
baby_arthur was born! I could sleep all weekend but I have studying to do, of course. If this is how the next sixteen months are going to be, I'm going to love it!
almost comatose!Aug. 29th, 2006
02:37 pm - A Simple Request
I need help, guys! My husband and I are trying to work things out, and have been for the past few days. As you may have noticed, I am now in the process of deleting all of my posts and comments that refer to my husband in a negative way, or posts in which I portray myself as being less than a loving human being to my husband, and only him. Could everybody please do me a favor and delete all comments that also do the same? I hate to ask this, but this is very important to me.
If everyone considers me a good friend, this shouldn't be a problem. Thanks!
Aug. 27th, 2006
05:20 am - An Open Apology To My Husband
( Something that's been a long time coming )
moroseAug. 26th, 2006
05:34 pm - I Still Love Stabby Goofy Nonsense
Here's proof right here. Check this out- a funeral home from my hometown-
http://www.staab.net/
I kid you not!
Maybe that's how they get most of their business, heh heh.
caffeinated02:39 pm - The Best Bathroom Ever!
Last night, before the hubby and I caught Clerks II (inter-species erotica, fuck-o! Bwah!), I met him and a couple of his friends at Berky's. Granted, it was kind of a dive. I pouted because they didn't have any lemon for my Hefeweisen, mainly because I'm a spoiled, assy brat. But the people there didn't entirely freak me out, so it was okay.
I had to use the facilities, as they say. In other words, take a piss. See, this is why I'm a proud member of the TMI club ;) So I walked into the ladies room and sat down. Then, I looked up.
Pasted on the entire ceiling were picture after picture of naked and half-naked men. There wasn't a single inch on that ceiling that didn't have a naked dude pasted to it. There were fat ones, thin ones, big ones, really big ones, and a few gigantic ones. Plus, there was one who was really, really tiny. The naked guys came in all shapes and sizes, too :D
I came out of the bathroom, giggling my head off. I had to tell my hubby and pals what I've just witnessed. Then, I announced that I have to go to the restroom again, to, uh, take care of something else. Yeah, that's it.
See, don't overlook the dive bars. Or their bathrooms :)
Stabalicious, over and out! Oh gah, don't ask...
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