lo siento, yo tengo

writer's block.

random life updates

• unlike my business partner, i have tried to keep this million dollar idea of ours a secret. the problem is, we have been talking about it for weeks and have yet to make any progress. but i think that if i publish a dated post here on blogger, it will give me more motivation to get started if, let's say, in a week i check back here and see that i still have done absolutely nothing. if you would like a hint, the final product is an idea much like postsecret, but the initial planning has a lot less public involvement. im sure i've already said too much. i can be paid off, though, if you're interested.


• im on a week long stretch of graveyard shifts without a day off, and this hospital is really starting to get to me. the redundancy is getting rather boring, and though i've only been here a short period of time, it feels as though im about to embark on my 35th anniversary. honestly, if you've seen one gun shot to the chest, you've seen them all. if you've seen one runny nose, you've certainly seem them all. but, i must admit... i wouldnt have it any other way here. im not much for 'excitement' in the ER. i like to be able to lean back in my chair, prop my feet up. im a simple man.


• which brings me to my next point of discussion: im also exceedingly lazy, and have the thought motivation to do something about it. if not, i am sure to develop an RSI. at this point, a momentary injury sounds a lot better than a lifelong strain on my back thats already evolving at this young of age. ever since i can remember, i have never been able to touch my toes throughout gym practice in school. but now, it's embarassingly worse. i need to stretch, get looser, maybe build some muscle so i can put pin-up girl tattoos on my arms. and all this time i've been so stupid. as an employee here at the hospital, i have free access to a gym every day. never stepped foot in it once. but i will. just need to transform the thought into action. i need fuel. and not the spaghettios and can of coke (x2. nightly.) that have been getting me through these midnights. i need something like 'tacklin fuel'.


• something that has irritated me as soon as i stopped being a hypocrite about it is when people give their uneducated opinion. now granted, opinions make the world go 'round. war, religion, death, destruction, politics, tv programming, chihuahuas with sweaters. if you think about it, just about everything and anything can be traced to an opinion somebody had. BUT, when you argue a point with no knowledge other than instinct, just drop it! it's not worth you getting upset about or getting assholes like me upset. if it's an opinion, acknowledge that it's an opinion and you cannot possibly be right about it or convert my point of view without detailed fact so shut up about it. im stubborn and ignorant and nonapologetic.


• on a happy note, i've come to terms with something in my life that i am not exactly ready to be public about. which i guess means i havent exactly come to terms with it. nonetheless, it's something that makes me incredibly happy, and i no longer want to go without it. sort of like smoking pot, but i suppose i dont have much of a choice there.


• its getting closer and closer to my last day at the ol' apartment. im happy to be able to save money, but not happy about moving back in with my parents. we'll see how long it lasts. im awaiting a letter from ferris, which is ultimately going to be my decision maker for what my near future plans are. if i get accepted without having to take some credits beforehand, i may move up north asap. if i need credits still, im going to stay down here and work and go to occ i suppose. the good thing about working here and going to school is that i get $1600 in free money. not to mention im hoping to still be able to use an outdated meap scholarship.