I’m terrified of being in prefabricated homes during storms.Which is my precise situation.Michael is asleep (or trying) and I am relooping wunderground.I’ve lived in Oklahoma basically my whole life.You don’t just relax during storms.
nineeleventensgirl: benedict-the-pirate: Here’s a rose someone left on the beach Here’s another rose someone left on the beach
I filed my FAFSA paperwork.Fuck.Just please let me have some good luck.
Tonight is a nightmare.It isn’t beyond handling,but just ughguhdk. Everyone is hypothermia or their pressures suck or they are crazy and all combinations.The unit was messy as Hell,they were short on nurses and had to float an aid who knew jack squat.And I heard we are moving the unit and I have a bad feeling about it and I don’t want it to happen.
I stumbled onto the scary part of wikipedia and learned that anal bleaching is a thing.That is correct.Bleaching.Of the anus. Cultural relativity be damned.What the Hell?!
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catsandgraffitis: citizenerasedphotography: I think I’ll have to change what I post on Friday’s soon, as this is never just ‘a’ picture, and with my 365 project underway on Tumblr it seems repetitive. Next week I have a few announcements about some small changes, if I think of an idea I like before maybe a revamp of Friday will be included. :) This week’s photos are care of Sunday when I went...
A few weeks back,I mentioned that I rather dislike the character of Tony Stark.Michael looked at me,perplexed, and said that it was odd.After I asked why, he said that ,”you are the female version of him.” Thanks? I think…maybe? I don’t know.I just felt like sharing that.
My night started off sucky,but now it is good.I had a drink and wings with Hannah,Adam, and The Mike.The drink,which I didn’t finish,is now giving me heartburn.Lemon drop martini, why you try to kill me?
casualmajestics: Hey. If you haven’t eaten yet today, go fucking eat. Make some toast or something. Sprinkle some cinnamon on that bitch. Holla at some orange juice if you got it. Everything will be just fine today.
I just went to Walmart.It was hillbillier than ever.Complete with baby raccoon.I shit you not.
I am making a “work-out” plan for myself. I basically just want to be stretchy again and feel my insides,not the flabby exterior.I have nothing against my flabby exterior.We are buddies.It makes sure I absorb physical shock and not weird ass microbes.We are tight like that.It can stay.I just want to be able to do…things…of a physical nature and not hurt.Back issues at 26 is...
I get to go home early.The small check is going to suck,but meh.I’ve been over this week since Monday.I’m not sure where the ennui iss streaming from.It is annoying.I jist want energy and motivation.
I usually enjoy my job,but when the weather is nice I want to call in the first four so I can take a walk or something.I just get the urge to call in just to prove that I can.Maybe I am not suited for the workaday life.I feel that I should instead be independently wealthy.Why is this not true?
I don’t want to like Robert Downey,Jr. But…things.
Something that people don’t always get is that though I am very tolerant,it is only to an extent.If I don’t have my “shields” fully powered,I will snark right back at you.I am losing the battle of niceness with our RT and a specific nurse.Nosy,overbearing, touchy, self-important asshats.
I am getting snippy with a certain nurse.Smothering,overbearing *****. I just want hometime.
BITCH PLEASE.I KNOW HOW TO DO MY JOB.
LONELY AND “WORKING” AND BORED AND GRAFAW.
westbor0baptistchurch: Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s Eve? You’re a douche bag.
If you shoot yourself in the lung, then your only option is to STFU. If you have heart surgery and can’t be nice,then your only option is to STFU. BASICALLY,EVERYONE, STFU!!!
Sometimes,I look at Mike with great joy and expectation and think of a beautiful future with him.Other times,I just see a lifelong.search for the remote.
Came within a hair’s breadth of fainting at work.Home for me. :(