call it what you will. i don't care.
all that weight i lost a few months ago - ya. it's officially back.
i'm beginning to think it's glandular or something.
no way am i eating enough to pack the shit on.
whatever. it's just more to love.
heh...
my mom is finally home and i'm so damn excited.
she always brings back cool things from europe and with this trip, she brought everyone jewelry. she brought me one of these and a very awesome one of a kind necklace from greece.
of course, she got herself a big leather prada bag (to be expected with my mom since she gets one every time they go to milan).
and on friday, i had lunch with her.
ya, you know who she is. her with the long hair.
i don't know why i put myself in that position but i do. all she's gotta do is call and i'll be there. i know things will never be like they were at one time and that's okay. more than anything, i think i just miss the friendship.
seeing her this time just made me feel bad for her. when i knew her, she was on top of the world with her life - things were going the way they were supposed to and she was a success.
but i really think, that with the accident and all, she started on a downward spiral and really doesn't care of recover from it.
her tales were full of woe. appointments at planned parenth00d, testing that they want to do for her, turmoil within her current relationship with a tattooed painter guy, her uncertainty with her future....
all i could really do was listen and drink.
and i drank a lot. heh...
gah. i should be studying but i'm sick of the liver.
a 93 page chapter full of pathology and sonogram photos that i need to be able to identify (fatty infiltrati0n, p0rtal ven0us hypertensi0n, blahblah blabbidy blah and 20 others that i don't give a rats ass about right now).
and tomorrow is day two at the hospital. another day of intimidating information and constant shuffling of patients from their rooms or the ER and back. that will be followed by a loonggg night in class (scan lab) and then going to bed late so i can study some more, just to get up at dawn's crack on tuesday to get the baby to school and then a full day of studying for a ginormous test on tuesday.
and i've still got to put the finishing touches on my hepat0cellular carcin0ma paper/case presentation.
muther'fucker!
and last night during the braves/cubs game, there was a clip about DMB at alpine valley in august (with background music of the band's cover of "time of the season").
i think i've made up my mind for my future plans for certain.
i just wish i could practice getting used to the snow between now and then.
thank god bowling is an indoor sport.
i'm beginning to think it's glandular or something.
no way am i eating enough to pack the shit on.
whatever. it's just more to love.
heh...
my mom is finally home and i'm so damn excited.
she always brings back cool things from europe and with this trip, she brought everyone jewelry. she brought me one of these and a very awesome one of a kind necklace from greece.
of course, she got herself a big leather prada bag (to be expected with my mom since she gets one every time they go to milan).
and on friday, i had lunch with her.
ya, you know who she is. her with the long hair.
i don't know why i put myself in that position but i do. all she's gotta do is call and i'll be there. i know things will never be like they were at one time and that's okay. more than anything, i think i just miss the friendship.
seeing her this time just made me feel bad for her. when i knew her, she was on top of the world with her life - things were going the way they were supposed to and she was a success.
but i really think, that with the accident and all, she started on a downward spiral and really doesn't care of recover from it.
her tales were full of woe. appointments at planned parenth00d, testing that they want to do for her, turmoil within her current relationship with a tattooed painter guy, her uncertainty with her future....
all i could really do was listen and drink.
and i drank a lot. heh...
gah. i should be studying but i'm sick of the liver.
a 93 page chapter full of pathology and sonogram photos that i need to be able to identify (fatty infiltrati0n, p0rtal ven0us hypertensi0n, blahblah blabbidy blah and 20 others that i don't give a rats ass about right now).
and tomorrow is day two at the hospital. another day of intimidating information and constant shuffling of patients from their rooms or the ER and back. that will be followed by a loonggg night in class (scan lab) and then going to bed late so i can study some more, just to get up at dawn's crack on tuesday to get the baby to school and then a full day of studying for a ginormous test on tuesday.
and i've still got to put the finishing touches on my hepat0cellular carcin0ma paper/case presentation.
muther'fucker!
and last night during the braves/cubs game, there was a clip about DMB at alpine valley in august (with background music of the band's cover of "time of the season").
i think i've made up my mind for my future plans for certain.
i just wish i could practice getting used to the snow between now and then.
thank god bowling is an indoor sport.
2 Comments:
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
you know, it doesn't snow here. ;)
just kiddin. i'm glad you're figuring things out.
miss hearing from you.
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