i love her

lunch time

i am at the hospital on "lunch" break. it is 11:10pm. i totally just had the cool kid's lunch... if i were in 7th grade. pizza lunchable, apple slices (pre-sliced and packaged in a bag) with a small tub of peanut butter, and a mini halloween-sized twix bar. yes, there is clearly no other place i would rather be on friday night.

tonight so far i have:
-watched a kid get his arm put back together;
-nearly catheterized a kid (he peed as soon as he saw the catheter...);
-and witnessed a teenage drug-induced riot.
sometimes i really wonder if this is actually my life. and if it is, why i am not working for the usps instead.

two and a half more hours of fun!

the godfather is on in the breakroom. which, by the way, is called "tom" and used to be the old morgue. if i keep saying things you will start to think i am lying. plus, my break is pretty much over. bye!

take that, san francisco

i did it.
and let me tell you, that bitch was hilly.

thanks to all of you who kindly and lovingly supported me, either with your encouragement or with your dollars or with both. you made it happen.
and thanks to km and cs for daring to hang out with me after the run, even though it could have been a real nightmare. you lucked out and i turned out fun.

now i'm home and real life sucks. what a bummer that is...
this quarter can just go straight to the principal's office. and no arguing about it!

i best be off to bed because real life is full of stinky things that start early tomorrow. i'm already behind and the day is still hours away. boo.

but i get to wake up tomorrow and remember that i did it. and no matter what else happens that will still be true.

p.s.

there is a bug on my curtains that looks like a hammerhead shark with legs. it's partly awesome and partly scary.

here we go

today was my last run before the marathon. i leave in the morning.

it is blustery out today. the clouds were moving so fast it was like a time lapse video. at one point it felt like the world was sideways because the wind was blowing so hard that the leaves coming off the trees were completely horizontal. it was neat.

go indians!
i hope the indians win. it can still happen.

i have a crapload to do still, so i'm off. here i go...

i am very tired.

these days

on the bus on the way home there were two grown women sitting close and whispering and telling secrets and then giggling like school girls. they were drawing way more attention to themselves by trying to be all discrete than they would have if they had simply been talking normally.

the nice girl in the tuition office was causing heaps of trouble by trying to be so helpful and upbeat. she was giving advice to people that had nothing to do with their situations and holding up the entire line instead of just letting people pay their stinkin' bills. but at least she was massively and sickeningly positive.

this kid came into the hospital the other night coding. he was physically dead and they were doing chest compressions and ventilating him. i have never seen that before. they had to put him in the same room as a family with a two day old baby, and the new parents sat there watching the whole fiasco. i can only imagine what they must have been thinking. actually, i bet i can imagine it pretty well. they brought him back and he will be mostly fine, but man was he close.

five hours of sleep feels really good after a few days of less than three.

i'm off to the soccer game.

mix it up

i highly recommend reading the book extremely loud and incredibly close by jonathan safran foer. it is good. very good.
now i am reading the old man and the sea by ernest hemingway. i love ernest hemingway. he keeps it simple but says it so well.

i have been listening to my halloween mix lately. you all wish you had this mix, even if you've never heard it before. it is pure genius. if i had any time or a house i would have a party solely for the purpose of playing this mix for the whole world. it was a gift and i would like to share the joy is has brought me.

a bunch of my friends from my running team ran the portland marathon this weekend. no, that's not the one where the people died. that one was in chicago. (has anyone heard from talya?) i run a marathon in 12 days. i think it's interesting that i can feel ready and nervous at the same time. part of me doesn't want it to be over. you work so hard for something for so long, and then it's just over. all that build-up and then... that's it. but at least i get a commemorative tiffany's necklace so that i can remember it forever. or something.

and away i fly on my broomstick. this halloween mix is so good...

non sequitur

they say it's not supposed to be easy. good, because it's not. and maybe i like it that way. maybe i want it to be tough. maybe we're all crazy like that here.

$1000 to go.

i have absolutely no idea what i'm supposed to be doing these days. i have not done anything to prepare for this quarter. recently i have painted my fingernails purple and watched the first season of grey's anatomy. i actually think that has been the most motivational thing i've done so far this quarter. i don't feel guilty for ordering the next season from the library because a few episodes of that actually make me look forward to studying. i'm not saying it makes sense. but if it works i'm just going to go with it.

remember how i still don't know spanish?
yeah, me too.

sorry for the randomness. well, not really sorry, but something.
and now i will go.