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Friday, March 19th, 2004
12:17 am	You are "I'll Fall With Your Knife" You've been through hell, yet are filled with so much hope. You're probably in love, and are willing to do almost anything for that person. Which Peter Murphy song are you? brought to you by Quizilla Current Music: Suddenly I have "I'll Fall With Your knife" in my head (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 4th, 2004
1:31 pm	Dental adventure Am I lazy? I just haven't posted in quite a while. That's ok, I don't think anyone is interested in my journal anyway. Yesterday....wisdom tooth extraction. Yep they yanked that little fucker out of there. It had been decayed for quite some time, as the dentist put it "a bad case of the nasties". I kept the tooth and I am going to put it under my pillow and see what happens. I am taking vicadin for the pain and the pain is great, kind of feels like I have been kicked in the head repeatedly by a mule. Current Mood: crappy Current Music: "Killing For Company" -The Swans (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 22nd, 2004
1:06 pm	everyday hmmm, KJQ is back on. For a while there it wasn't working for me and it was pissing me off. *sigh of relief* For some odd reason today I was thinking, "How did I come to be how I am today?" I mean what sparked my interest in Goth anyway? When exactly. This was sort of a shower brain storming session, I do all my best thinking in the shower. Hey why not? Albert Einstein did his best thinking in the bathtub. Must be something with the warm water, vasodilation and the increase of circulation of blood to the brain. Anyway. Should I bare my testimony on how I came to be? Sure why not. It was kind of a fluke realy. I grew up in a small rinky dink redneck town an hour and half south of civilization, my sources were extremely limited. I was just a youngin during the eighties, born in '78. I was old enough to be cognative of my surroundings and exposures but not old enough to understand a lot. We didn't have cable, we had a huge satelite dish in the backyard that picked up static more than anything. We did pick up a Canadian signal, CBC, though. My exposure to music videos started with a show called "Nightflight". So TV wasn't realy faucet. I did have the radio though. My sister was the New Wave and Modern Rocker, and my parents always kept the car radio parked on these such stations growing up. I remember my sister really liking The Cure, Depeche Mode, and the like but her styles and tastes were not reflected in their image. I've always followed in her footsteps, she got me fascinated in astronomy, geology, science in general, so it was only natural that her musical taste rubbed off on me. In essence I liked all the things she liked, and I'm still that way to an extent, she is still my idle (Hence my interest in pursuing medicine, her being a doctor and all). It wasn't until '88 or '89 when my parents decided to get cable. I could finnaly put faces to the music I had always loved, (back when MTV played music videos). I remember religously watching MTV's "120 minutes" every Sunday night at 10:00 followed by "Headbangers Ball". I loved "120 Minutes", I loved the videos, the music that I remember from "NightFlight" and from the radio, and that's probably where my real interest in it all really took off. I remember it was then I really became fascinated by the styles that I saw. My first "Ten tapes for a penny" from "Columbia House" included Depeche Mode "Music For the Masses", and Front 242 "Tyranny For You", I don't remember what else, I was only about 11 years old, I still have them too. It was then I caught my first glimpse of Robert Smith. I was obsessed with his hair and makeup and wanted to look that way, I became a "Cure Junkie" at the tender age of 11, I still have my posters including a Depeche Mode poster. But being located where I was in a very small minded town meant certain punishment if I looked that off-the-wall. I still had no idea that there was a name to all I had taken a lot of interest in. All I knew is that I loved it, and my expression of styles were restricted to within limits of not getting my ass killed. I think I was finnaly bold enough in the eighth grade when I went as Robert Smith to a school Halloween dance. No one knew what the fuck I was, so I got a lot of verbal threats of violence, and I think I was even chased out of the school by a group of rednecks. "120 Minutes" went off the air sometime between '90 and '92 something like that. I know it was before my freshmen year, sometime in either my seventh or eighth grade years. So my main source of info was gone. All I had was my sister away at college and my occasional KJQ exposure upon visiting Salt Lake City. But luckily, in late '92 I discovered a radio station that carried all the way to Nephi called X-96 that played all of my beloved favorites of modern rock and introduced me to a lot more. It was a radio station that evolved from disgruntled KJQ DJ's. Then KJQ went off the air soon after. So X-96 fuled my passions in the music I still love (This was WAY before they started playing the Mall rat generation of Heavy Metal crap rap). I became braver and braver, and started to dress the part and not care as much but kept it within safe limits. I think it was in my Sophomore or Junior year that I discovered that Goth was the name of my my interests thanks to a girl I was dating named Kira who lived close to Salt Lake. She was obsessed with Nine Inch Nails, she made me greatly dislike them though. I loved their "Pretty Hate Machine" album when I first saw their video to "Head Like a Hole" on "120 Minutes" when it first came out. It was their popularity that ruined it for me later on, I'm just like that. I really didn't envelope myself in Goth until my senior year when I just didn't care anymore and did whatever I wanted. I fine tuned my styles by being exposed to the more Goth labled music by going to the clubs in Salt Lake on occasion during my Senior Year and years following until '98 when I moved to Madison, WI. In Madison I discovered that Utah ironically has the best scene, because it was all Old School and still is, Bauhaus, and Joy Division still abundant at Sanctuary. I have never been able to find any reasonable duplication of what I had in Utah. So that's probably why KJQ is so important to me. Because KJQ in essence is my only window to my roots still in existence, I am happy as punch that they came back on the air recently. I know their format isn't solely Goth labled music, it's goth friendly really, atleast in it's purity. After all Natalie Merchant and 10,000 maniacs doesn't make very many truist Goths want to get up and dance and sing. Unless you realy like 10,000 Maniacs, which is fine, more points to you, I don't like them all that much. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: "Things Can Only Get Better" -Howard Jones (KJQ) (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 18th, 2004
12:08 pm	d,d,d,d,d,dead and buried So folks, THE WHAILING BANSHEE BOO-TIQUE is now open for business. We are at the corner of Astor and Brady streets. I am going to be hanging out there from time to time, like today. Off I go. PS. though it may seem we don't have A LOT of stuff yet, we are expecting more to come in. Particularly when we start bringing in money. We especially like resail clothing, anything on the gothy side would be much appreciated. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: "Dead And Buried" Alien Sex Fiend (Comment on this)
Monday, January 5th, 2004
11:30 am	no worries The new job seems to be going well. I am almost expecting that there will be something sooner or later that will piss me off, sort of "Ok this is too good to be true, what's the catch?". The bottom line with Columbia-St. Marys is that there seems to be huge concern with patient care i.e. everyone seems to care a lot about what they are doing and will see to it that everything is done precise and perfect. A lot of strict protocol and no fucking around. It's a nice breath of fresh air for a change, and it yields a lot of challenging aspects. I hate to say that everyone is SSSOOOOO friendly because I feel like I am letting myself be fooled by a front and I will only be setting myself up for disapointment soon. Cynical! I truly am a cynic. But I can't help but be taken in. Good Points (so far so good): The coordinators, Myles and Percy, the equivalent to Jerry at St. Joseph are nothing like Jerry. They communicate and work right along side with you and are FRIENDLY and won't hold back in joking right along with you, Jerry can fuck off and die. Speaking of Jerry, who really enjoys shooting himself in the foot, went and fired a really good hard working staff member with the excuse of "attendance problems". Byron fractured his hand recently at work because of negligence on the part of maintanence, so he was out for six weeks. When he came back Jerry informed Byron that he had more hours than he was suppose to be getting so Byron was allowed to leave an hour early each night. I suspect that Jerry didn't document this action which showed up to central scheduling as "clocking out early" which in turn constitutes an automatic dismissal and Byron is fucked. In the mean time, Sarah, the prodical "Heroine" has been MIA for two months with no plausable excuse. She was allowed to return with no questions asked just like the past two or three times she has done this. She regularly left the grounds for hours at a time. At one point she was allowed to leave work hours early to pay her cell phone bill. What the FUCK! and how good are her blow jobs? Notable difference? Byron is black and Sarah is not and neither is Jerry. I see a class action law suit here and I will proudly contribute my time. I actually have a gigantic locker rook with a working locker, fully stocked scrub cart with scrubs that FIT me and are in good shape, separate restroom, showers etc. St. Joseph let you use a hole in the wall in which you were issued a pad lock that didn't work. In fact the only place which you had room to move with privacy was the toilet stall. A fully functional Surgery Staff lounge that accesses the locker rooms, a very nice feature. The cafeteria seems to have better food and a wider selection, and the cafeteria is beautiful compared to St. Joes' bland, boring, high school cafeteriaesque where conversing was a chore due to the hoards of screaming, fighting kids and cafeteria staff shouting accross the room at each other. Plus we get discounts at Columbia. St. Joes supplied you with overboiled slop and fries that suspiciously tasted like shrimp served to you with a nasty attitude "How dare you bring your ass into my cafeteria!". What you saw is what you got and due to budget cuts there was very little to see. It didn't take long for them to do away with the only thing that made me want to contribute what little money I didn't have, the deli bar. Fucktarded as they are, they didn't see that most people hated the usual overboiled greens and cornbread. Their only refuge was the deli cart, that's where the money was, idiots. No business sense, during a budget cut you don't kill the one thing that makes you the most money because it costs too much to operate, spend money to make money which was also a huge problem in the surgery department as well. So these are my observations as of late. Let's hope for the very best. Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Flesh For Lulu (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 30th, 2003
1:04 pm	frowny I should be excited about starting my new job today. So why do I have this feeling of drek? It's almost like I am a kid on the first day at a new school. Will I fit in? Will I be liked right away? Am I going to make any friends? Are my teachers going to be great or complete bastards? More true to the situation.... Is Columia going to be better than St. Joseph or am I getting myself into something that is actually worse? Maybe I am just sick of this whole work thing, yeah that's it. All I really want to do is go to school full time and that's it. I just want to live off student loans and work along side with my wife at the store in my spare time. Maybe I will get that chance who knows. I am still waiting for the BIG letter from the University that will determine my future, they sure do like to take their time. As it stands right now we have little other choice than to bring in a second income until we determine if this business will be very lucrative or not. So I just have to accept things for the way they are. All I can do is wait and see and hope for the very best. I went in for my orientation yesterday. Nine hours of the usual hospital stuff on what to do and what not to do. If you have been to one you have been to them all, although I learned that my chances of contracting a bloodborn pathogen (like HIV) is 1 in 300. Hopefully I made a good choice. Current Mood: anxious (Comment on this)
Friday, December 19th, 2003
11:27 pm	Angst In My Pants My wife will be opening up her own store here in Milwaukee, Happily named "The Whailing Banshee Boo-tique". Her specialty will be gothic clothing both mens and womens and eventually music. The music portion will be my responsibility. I plan to bring in obscure titles, gothic, industrial, punk. So if you are in the Milwaukee area and for some odd reason you find interest in reading my journal, I invite you to come in and take a look and support our fundage so we can survive. We are located on the corner of Astor and Brady streets on Milwaukee's East side. I think this will be a super neat venture and I am proud of her. We will be moving in slowly and will be beginning the decorating portion soon, probably this weekend. So, please come in and take a look. Current Mood: drained Current Music: "Angst In My Pants" -Sparks (Comment on this)
Friday, December 12th, 2003
11:39 pm	onward So, I got the job at Columbia-St. Marys. When I told my supervisor Jerry tonight that I was putting in my two week notice he laughed in a Fuck....Now what? kind of way. Very satisfying. Maybe I will give them my money making idea in hopes that they may just take the initiative to improve the quality of service and staff satisfaction. After-all it's about the patients not my own personal satisfaction. Who cares about who gets the credit and a big fat bonus in the end. If they choose to listen to me and take my advice perhaps there will be quality improvement and patient care need not suffer anymore. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 10th, 2003
2:28 am	groaning for groan sake Well, I just finished a greuling day, I had to stay late. The reason: simply because people I work with tend to be very lazy and figure that someone else will pick up the slack, ie., me, as it often turns out to be. Why? perhaps I'm the only one who cares really. I am one of those who is deeply concerned with the well being of other people, in this case the patients who choose St. Joseph Regional and it's practitioners as their care takers. It's a shame that this hospital has displayed the most disgusting display of mis-management, gross incompitence and unprofesionalism ("I am missing a #3 curette, oh well, I don't feel like finding one, they can live without it I'm sure." "I hate flushing these damn cannulas so I won't bother, it won't hurt anyone" blood and tissue build up and major health hazard). I feel sorry for anyone who goes to this hospital. I cannot wait to get out of there! What makes me chuckle is I am suppose to offer three ideas of how the department can save money. I have a lot of great ideas! Fuck, I have great ideas on how we can make money. I know what's really going here. Jim is a new hire, he manages, one of his jobs is to introduce and use money saving ideas, it's apparant he can't do this job. It's laughable that he bestows this task upon his staff, and the end result is a big fat bonus for him and the other heads and nothing for me or anyone else, not even an acknowlegement. So, how does this benefit me? It won't, so I am not even going to waste my time on this task. Fuck him and the rest of them. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: "So Funny I forgot to Laugh" unknown (dj free internet radio (Comment on this)
Monday, December 8th, 2003
11:29 pm	slander is wrong! So in the event of my job seeking I have come to a major bump in the road. It seems as though Columbia Hospital had spoken with my supervisor Mr. Sullivan, according to Mr. Sullivan. I did not list him as a contact reference, instead I went above him and listed my manager whom I trust a Hell of a lot more. Mr. Sullivan has a tendency to tell absolute lies when it comes to people who dare cross him and decide to look for another job, basically in general really. There is a little law that calls it slandering. From what I understand in my small yet suffient college studies in law and ethics this practice is illegal. Employers are required to tell the truth about employees when other companies call them for a reference. If I was a horrible worker then he has every right to inform them of that. I am not a horrible employee, I know that and everyone I work with knows that. Therefore, he cannot tell them anything else but that. Now, if I don't get the job at Columbia-St. Marys I believe I have the right to know why, and have it in writing. If it comes back and sites him as the causitive factor then I have every right to persue legal action against him. I will have his job and a minimum of 5,000 dollars plus I think I would seek 50,000 from St. Joseph and Covenent Health Care, I promise that. Justice for anyone else he kicked in the ass in the past. Anyone out there think I'm wrong? Please let me know. Current Mood: discontent Current Music: "Rain In The Summertime" -The Alarm (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 13th, 2003
11:43 pm	I have an interview with Columbia-St. Marys here in Milwaukee. I feel pretty good about this, and everyone tells me it is a great place to work plus they pay more. I am pleased that I even made it this far, from what I understand it is a pretty hard place to get in to, so kudos to me. I have had enough with St. Joseph and it's politics, enough on that. Current Mood: drained Current Music: Utah commercials streaming in over KJQ radio online. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 5th, 2003
12:49 am	School bound, I hope So, I just applied to the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, Clinical Laboratory Sciences. I could not decide between pre-medicine and the latter. So I chose the less challenging still med school qualifying route, atleast I think it still qualifies me. I fucking hate my job!! I was inches away from being required to stay all night, no double shifts for me, thanks. I am thoroughly enjoying KJQ via cable internet at www.kjq.com. I love modern rock so much, and Utah is the only state that supplies it on the radio (and internet). The 80's stations here, or rather, the ones that offer only an hour of eighties are a joke, fuck Tom Petty and Bon Jovi! Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: "Rock The Casbah" -The Clash (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 2nd, 2003
12:38 pm	Useless Humanity, you can only laugh at it. Within the past hour the entire universe has expanded 1 billion light years in all directions. It is speculated by physicists that gravity is losing more and more of it's affect to hold everything together as the expansion progresses, Einsteins theory of general relativity. Within our lifetimes we humans just might experience an asteroid impact of cataclismic proportions wiping out maybe 75% of life on this planet. A lot of people today are concerned that their shoes don't quite match the tint of their SUV's custom paint job. Now, one of these problems there is absolutely nothing that can be done about it, natures will. Another, the solution is brainlessly simple. The third, the solution is a bit challenging but it can be done if people take the initiative, the steps, to work together toward a common goal that can be either the greatest disaster or the ultimate achievement in human history, a solution that can save humanity. The end result, either hypercolor SUV's or hypercolor shoes. My point; people worry over the dumbest things and fail to see the big picture. Hunger, poverty, crime, disease, Mr. Bush, Who cares right? Just as long the gold plated embroidery on the toilet seat is flawless. Current Mood: cynical Current Music: "Useless" -Depeche Mode (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 30th, 2003
12:31 am	Newly acquired Road Runner cable internet. Maybe now I will be more prompt in responding to people who e-mail me and perhaps updating this journal from time to time. I am actively searching for another job. So far other area hospitals have yeilded very little to nothing. I have applied to two positions, I was shot down for one I SHOULD have been a shoo in for, the other I just barely finished applying for. I don't hope for much considering that I may just be a loser after all. In the mean time I will just have to stick it out for just a little longer at St. Joseph. My head hurts just thinking about it. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: "Kidney Bingos" -Wire (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 14th, 2003
12:53 pm	catching up Ahh blessed day off, it's raining and cold but still........ I will settle in and read our newly purchased Michael Moore book "Dude, where's my country?". Beautiful weather recently passed and I could not enjoy it and now it's gone. That's life. Anyway, aside from working a lot, at one time eight days without a day off, overtime, staying late and coming down with bronchitis because stress has worn out my immune system, has made me depressed and irritated. People I work with are becoming worse and worse and it's nothing short of an all out race war. I don't get it, why is that certain people feel that when they screw up or put out lazy half assed efforts or do little other than sit and chat for hours until Jerry comes poking around and are confronted about it one way or another they have to play the race card by accusing the supervisor, manager, lead, (me) (all of whom happen to be white by the way) of unfairly singling them out based on the color of their skin, resulting in them getting away with it? Administration will fire US before the ones who really deserve are given the pink slip, because no one likes a race related lawsuit fowling things up. I have been working myself to near breaking point to ensure that none of our patients at St. Joseph suffer from these peoples mistakes and taking up the slack and substandard efforts and trying realy hard not to complain about it because I need this job. There are only a handful of us it seems that feel the way I do, I can count them on three or fingers in a staff of about 30 or so. Now they feel they can pay back by just being plain absent and leaving the brunt of 30+ cases on our shoulders daily and far too often I or other caring co-workers get days off taken away becuse we're needed at the hospital. I'm not racist in the least bit, but much more of this and I might just become a racist. The plain and simple fact here is THEM as an idividual person, fuck the color of their skin, that has absolutely NOTHING to do with my observations and annoyances. If they were white it wouldn't change a fucking thing. I hate lazy half assed people who depend on others, like me, who work very hard to make sure that things go right, especially in the environment we are in, I always have. There is NO room for people like them REGARDLESS of race. We are directly responsible for the safety and health of the people who visit the hopsital. From making sure that everything from PCA's to an adson forcep with teeth is in good working order to disease and infection control. It is OUR responsibility as much as it is the responsibility of the doctors who treat our patients. Jennifer had an excellent performance recently. Her troop opened for the now touring band Cruxshadows who played at the club just down the street from where we live. I was never huge on Cruxshadows in the past, I realy don't know why. It turns out they actually aren't that bad afterall, particularly live. After hanging out with them and talking with them in the dressing room they are decent guys and girls. We talked about the hardships of their tour, how much they realy loved Europe and how Polish women are hot. We talked about Salt Lake City having an ironically fantastic Goth scene, (one of the best and most devoted anywhere). Jennifer, like always, danced a beautiful solo to "The ubiquitous Mr. Lovegrove" by Dead Can Dance. At the end of her dance she laid there on the floor with her vail covering her body like a mournful soul. www.barikabellydance.com is their website and the pictures I took may be up by now. Current Mood: mellow Current Music: "Book of Brilliant Things" -Simple Minds (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 17th, 2003
12:24 pm	God Damnit, stupid phones and the industry who controls and maintains it all. So the story goes like this: The phone Co. who owns the wires on the poles tells us that it isn't their fault our phone doesn't work and that we will have to talk to the providers of our phone service about it, only to have them tell us that it must an internal wiring problem because they couldn't find anything wrong and that we should call an electrition who tells us that it's the wires on the poll because he couldn't find a problem with the internal wiring and that we should call the phone co. who owns them who said they replaced the wires and that the problem is with the phone service provider (again) who tells us (again) that the problem is with the wiring inside our apartment which takes us back to calling the electrician again and explaining the situation yada yada yada the circle begins again which takes us to yesterday when the electrician came back again and found a short in a wire somewhere inside our apartment and now our phone is working again Three days AFTER we decided to say FUCK it and get cell phones. Oh and conflicts at work are turning into a huge race war. All I have to say to that is get a fucking grip. What it all actually boils down to is WORK ETHICS whether you are black or white. We have a bunch of degenerate malcontents who are pissed off and claiming white favoritism. In all actuality it comes down to they are having a hard time getting away with being lazy and doing a half assed job and are surprised when they get yelled at and punished when they aren't doing anything in a sea if an obscene amount of shit to do. Or when their work has compromised a patients safety or a surgeons expectations of what is SUPPOSE to be flawless, yes they all happen to be black. Black or white who gives a FUCK, I've been punished the same way when I have slacked off in the same manner. Honestly, if I or any other white staff member were to do the same thing and fuck around we would get the same fucking treatment and it has happened. If all you're going to do is sit around and stare at what your suppose to be doing and yak on and on and on for hours and make a vain attempt at looking busy when the boss walks by (who happens to be white) and wonder why you are never praised or rewarded for your efforts, then yes you deserve to be scowled at and punished one way or another, BLACK OR WHITE. Don't just fucking sit their and piss and moan and cry about social injustice, do your fucking work and do it right and shut the fuck up about who is racist and who isn't, BLACK OR WHITE. And that goes for the rest of society as well. I guess the woman who was recently fired (who happens to be black) is stiring up legalities and putting bees in the bonnets of everyone else who is black and interconnecting everything with social injustice "The white man is keeping us all down!". She doesn't realize or wants to take responsibility for the fact that she is the fucktard who started a fist fight inside the hospital. Fuck society anyway. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: "I promised you a miracle" Simple Minds (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 27th, 2003
10:38 am	wanted... collapsing new people Where has all my time disapeared to? Well actually our phone had not been working for some time now and we just had it fixed yesterday. I'm still all married and stuff and I am loving it. I seem to be taking a whole new approach on life now, it's weird. I am happier than I have been in a long time, I feel complete and inspired to break out the sewing machine and make curtains out of lace because these windows are too drab =). I am nesting. I am realizing that life really is too short to fret the small shit and that someday I am going to die, and that won't be any fun at all, so I am making the most out of everything. We recieved so many gifts for our wedding, I am pleased, and we made off with over 1300.00. Work, *laughs* yesterday was actually one of the best days I have had so far despite the absolute lunacy that took place. Starting with a battle of fisticuffs that resulted in two people that irritate me the most getting sacked, I have been all smiles since. We had Security in there and all over the place to escort them off the premesis. Sure, it was insanely busy as it always is but I enjoyed myself. I had a great time in Utah with my new wife. I am always so happy to go back home and partake in all that I took for granted and make up for lost years. I even had one of my high school nemesies show up on my parents door step WITH wedding gifts and an appology for making my life an unpleasant one. We chatted for a bit and got caught up on life, I feel sorry for the guy really. Jennifer and I went down to Las Vegas, walked around for a bit and played some slots. I still think Nevada is a horrid place, the same with Las Vegas. Sorry Current Mood: giddy Current Music: "Collapsing New People" -Fad Gadget (80's good stuff) (Comment on this)
Sunday, August 10th, 2003
11:38 am	Ringa-ding-ding Today is the first day of the rest of OUR lives. Yesterday was the best day of my life despite one crisis after another that were dealt with in a timely manner, ceremony started a little late. We could not have asked for a more perfect day however, the sky was blue, the scenery was rich with vegetation, it was nice and cool, we all were facing the river and there were lots of water fowl, the secadas came out and sang to us during the ceremony (my favorite sound of summer), I didn't fuck up my lines like I thought I would have. The reception was SOO much fun, the food was excellent, everyone had a great time and we recieved lots of compliments. Funny things was, after the ceremony ended as we thanked everyone who attended I was the only one crying *laughs*. Things are different somehow, I feel like a grown-up now. I love Jennifer more than anything and I could never ask for anything more. Current Mood: giddy (Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 22nd, 2003
12:21 am	Damn it. Well then, it appears I made a real enemy at the hospital. What did I do to piss off this fella? How do I know? I came into work today and my running shoes are gone, not in my locker, not on the floor in front of my locker. Where are they? In the trash........he really showed me, *laughs*, I feel like I am back in high school. I go out of my way to be as friendly as I can and treat everyone as equals and mantain a level of professionalism and intelligence. I stay out of all the little cliques and I give a damn about what I am doing and admit when I am wrong and take responsibility for my own actions. This is what I get. That's ok, I'll show them, someday. I refuse to let anyone knock me down from now on. Current Mood: drained Current Music: "Rain" -Concrete Blonde (Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 15th, 2003
11:49 am	An update on things: Not a Hell of a lot. We have little over three weeks to go until the big day and there is plenty left to do, I still need to put a deposit down on my suit, write my vows, good stuff. My family is flying in on Aug 7th, My entire family visiting little ol' me in the big city (minus the nieces and nephews), I can't wait to see them again. Then Jennifer and I are flying out to Utah for a week so I can beat my ex-best man to mush. No hard feelings of course, I still love the guy to no end, but I feel a little cheated by him flaking out and not attending my wedding. Work is work, no new developments other than I now know who is a real friend and who isn't quite so real. My car wouldn't start one day last week, dead battery because I left the interior light on over night. I had to call work and inform them that I would be late at best due to this mishap. Voluntarily a woman named Cathie "Cat" for short offered to leave the hospital and drive all the way over to the East side to give me a jump start. Never in my life have I been so fortunate to have anyone offer such a gesture of true kindness and even sacrifice. I was truly touched, and I made it to work with literally one minute to spare. Cat is an interesting woman, she is a goofball and a little rough and quick to be insulting. I was very intimidated by her when I first started, I dreaded every moment I had to be around her. That was before I really got to know what she was about and learn that she is the type of woman who give you the shirt off her back and then fling some witty insult at you. Minerva is full of piss and vinegar this morning and is demanding attention, she must be feeling better. For a while there we were afraid that she was terminally ill or something. We had little idea other than the thought that her abcess had returned. Turns out she had a piece of glass stuck in her paw. The Vet pulled it out and Minerva has been springy since. That's a down side to hard wood floors, no carpet to soften your step, poor kitty (with a thorn in her paw). Current Mood: chipper Current Music: "Red Skies at Night" -The Fixx (Comment on this)