I don’t think that arguing my case in this situation is even necessary. But I will explain why I do actually need a black 1967 SS El Camino. First off, I need a vehicle with some testicles. My little Ford Ranger has been a wonderful truck and I do love it, but it has the [...]
Archive for December, 2011
Why I need a black1967 SS El Camino
Posted in Uncategorized on December 30, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Hell or Heaven?
Posted in Things my Psychologist tells me to write about on December 30, 2011 | 2 Comments »
As I walk down the familiar street from my childhood, I think nothing of the fact that this is now the afterlife. I continue walking on, taking little notice of the same old homes that line the street. I follow the curve of the sidewalk until I reach the end of the cul de sac [...]
Ho-ho-holy shit
Posted in Uncategorized on December 29, 2011 | 1 Comment »
I am so far behind in my writing! Between covering 8 million shifts for the out of town CNA’s and partaking in festivities of the Christmas nature, I have had to suspend my writing. As it turns out, writing while under the influence of work-burn out results in shit. My poor little noggin has been [...]
The brain committee
Posted in Things I learn from my Psychologist on December 23, 2011 | 2 Comments »
This week’s ‘A-ha!’ moment is brought to you by my Psychologist. Duh. I have multiple personalities. Not a multiple personality disorder, just multiple personalities that set up camp in my brain. No, I’m not like Tara from “The United States of Tara,” yes, I realize how these statements can be construed as bat shit crazy. [...]
My work ethic is tired
Posted in Uncategorized on December 22, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Yes, I am going to bitch and cry about it. You know you all feel the exact same way! Teachers and professionals in my career of healthcare have warned about the dangers of burning out since day one…since teaching us how to wash our hands. I am currently the definition of burnt out. I am [...]
The problem with being bipolar…
Posted in Bipolarness on December 19, 2011 | 2 Comments »
is that I have been trying to think about what to write for days now and all I could think of was that title. *Ba ding ching* It is true though. Being bipolar generally makes me very inconsistent. I am consistently inconsistent, regularly irregular…like a Wenckebach <—- that’s an EMS thing, google it, learn something. [...]
I went to Philly and all I got was this filthy fucking cursing habit
Posted in Uncategorized on December 15, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Ok, that’s not entirely true. I also got a T-shit that says “LOVE Philadelphia” (the ‘O’ is in the shape of a heart) from the airport, a skeleton gingerbread cookie cutter from The Mutter Museum, and a new found obsession with Rocky Balboa. And it is also not true that Philly gave me a new [...]
Well then…
Posted in Uncategorized on December 14, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Well I had a post up about how my cats have come to use my Christmas tree as their own personal bed, playground and watering hole but in an attempt to add pictures of these events, I managed to delete the entire post sooooo…yeah. Instead of chucking the laptop through a window, I looked up [...]
We are what we are not
Posted in Things I learn from my Psychologist on December 14, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
I have “a-ha!” moments every week in therapy and the most recent one was when my psychologist told me that “we learn who we are by learning who we are not.” Sounds like something that should be on a pillow. But I think it is true. I definitely know all the things I am not…I [...]
