Morning Coffee
Nobody made coffee today. So I'm not going to prep any for tomorrow. Moo Ha Ha! Someone who drinks it should make it, they'll take pride in it, and ya know, be one of the people to consume it. They have to be a better coffee-maker-person than me. I mean, I think they would take more care in the preparation and cleaning, since they're gonna drink it. I'm not, I don't care, just sanitary enough so we don't spread disease, ya know? Meh, it smells terrible.
Quesoburgesas
Far more fun to say in Spanish than in English. Hell, I enjoy saying the word in my head, how cool is that? Tonight I will prepare two patties (what an odd word). I will consume one afterward, in celebration of my victory over the day. And I shall consume the other around lunch time on the morrow.
The Kung Fu Movie
It came out pretty well. I think it was a big hit in class. Everybody laughed, and appreciated at least something about it. It's a shame I don't take this class more seriously. I just don't care. Meh.
Exhaustion
Utterly exhausted the past 24 hours. Three times I've felt like fainting. Very bad. Possibly dehydration, but not necessarily. When I got to bed last night, I was so tired I had trouble falling asleep. All I wanted to do was collapse. And then I did, but I couldn't bloody well sleep. Absolute craziness.
Whoring Myself to Science
As previously mentioned, in less graphic language, I am whoring myself to science. Today, I had the first IV inserted to my arm since I had my wisdom teeth removed (18 months ago). I had saline injected, blood removed, and they were gonna do something with some Nitroglycerine and an ultrasound on my brachial artery, but something was wrong.
They slapped some sticky things on my chest, and hooked them up to a machine to register my heart rate. And what came out looked funny. Or rather, very unhealthy. The women attending me figured there was something wrong with the sticky things, so they ripped them off my chest, and placed three more on. Didn't help at all. Slapped some more on, and tried those. No dice.
About this time, they called in a higher-up lady to assist. She came in, and they ripped the sticky-things off my chest again. Placed some more on. Ripped them off, and then ended up placing 8+ on me all at once. They rolled in another machine and hooked me up to that too. Comparing my heart rate on the machines, we established that my heart was good, and I didn't need to be rushed to the ER as the other machine had been indicating. My heart rate was hovering at 60 bpm (Go me!).
They played around with the thingies, but we couldn't get it to work. I'd like to take this time to say, I don't have much hair on my chest. That being said, I'd like to add, I now have less hair on my chest than when I began the day. And the tearing of them off wasn't what I would call painless. I'll leave it at that.
Nobody made coffee today. So I'm not going to prep any for tomorrow. Moo Ha Ha! Someone who drinks it should make it, they'll take pride in it, and ya know, be one of the people to consume it. They have to be a better coffee-maker-person than me. I mean, I think they would take more care in the preparation and cleaning, since they're gonna drink it. I'm not, I don't care, just sanitary enough so we don't spread disease, ya know? Meh, it smells terrible.
Quesoburgesas
Far more fun to say in Spanish than in English. Hell, I enjoy saying the word in my head, how cool is that? Tonight I will prepare two patties (what an odd word). I will consume one afterward, in celebration of my victory over the day. And I shall consume the other around lunch time on the morrow.
The Kung Fu Movie
It came out pretty well. I think it was a big hit in class. Everybody laughed, and appreciated at least something about it. It's a shame I don't take this class more seriously. I just don't care. Meh.
Exhaustion
Utterly exhausted the past 24 hours. Three times I've felt like fainting. Very bad. Possibly dehydration, but not necessarily. When I got to bed last night, I was so tired I had trouble falling asleep. All I wanted to do was collapse. And then I did, but I couldn't bloody well sleep. Absolute craziness.
Whoring Myself to Science
As previously mentioned, in less graphic language, I am whoring myself to science. Today, I had the first IV inserted to my arm since I had my wisdom teeth removed (18 months ago). I had saline injected, blood removed, and they were gonna do something with some Nitroglycerine and an ultrasound on my brachial artery, but something was wrong.
They slapped some sticky things on my chest, and hooked them up to a machine to register my heart rate. And what came out looked funny. Or rather, very unhealthy. The women attending me figured there was something wrong with the sticky things, so they ripped them off my chest, and placed three more on. Didn't help at all. Slapped some more on, and tried those. No dice.
About this time, they called in a higher-up lady to assist. She came in, and they ripped the sticky-things off my chest again. Placed some more on. Ripped them off, and then ended up placing 8+ on me all at once. They rolled in another machine and hooked me up to that too. Comparing my heart rate on the machines, we established that my heart was good, and I didn't need to be rushed to the ER as the other machine had been indicating. My heart rate was hovering at 60 bpm (Go me!).
They played around with the thingies, but we couldn't get it to work. I'd like to take this time to say, I don't have much hair on my chest. That being said, I'd like to add, I now have less hair on my chest than when I began the day. And the tearing of them off wasn't what I would call painless. I'll leave it at that.
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