Whelp. Another day, another dollar. Spent. On a pair of gold peace hoops, and 2 bike tubes, and a large ice tea to help resolidify my melted body.
My friendly alarm clock this morning woke me up to OBAMA. OBAMA (that is how it is said, even in france according to david sedaris. Barr-ak-lipse) is coming to albuquerque. that's neat. I probably wont make it out to see OBAMA but it is neat that OBAMA is going to come discuss renewable energy.
I could used a little energy renovation myself. Slept through lap swim- but got myself to class on time. A morning of jabbing eachothers abdomen and diagnosing everyone with spleenomegaly, rampent abnormal bowel movement and an absence liver and kidneys. Put me in coach, I am ready to play.
At lunch I headed over to renew my school books at UNM med library. The guy accidentally returned them and preceded to cart them, and looked at me strangely as I stood there. "Can I... err.. help you with anything else?" he asked. Yea you can give me back my books. "Oh did I say return I meant renew" ooo right. great. anyway good thing is turns out I had returned my ethics book, that I searched all over for to renew today and thought I had lost. My room is again a mess- but I least all my shit is accounted for. Including my Itouch which I thought I had lost and posted a sign on the whitebored for.
Headecd to target- swooped a sweet pair of huge distressed gold peace sign hoops- I was debating on whether or not they were worth the 9.99- which they definately were, but worth the additional .07 in sales tax? allllright, just because I want to wear them home with my western boots, cowgirl hat and cut offs- mom will be so errr proud. Ha!
Stamps are up to a wopping 44 cents. So I stopped by the post office and watched as the woman infront of me bought over 150 stamps- of all varieties- freedom stamps, simpson stamps, 2 cent stamps, 17 cent stamps- it was amazing. I just grabbed one book of each (from the lady- she'll never notice!) and ran. just playen. dropped two more post cards in the mail. more mother's day wishes.
After school I drapped up my balcony and absorbed the amazing albuquerque sun, surrendering my pale skin in exchange for a more leathered wrinkled and freckled version. 90 degrees. yup I am in the desert. I did have to carefully place 5 sheets of paper to protect myself and my blankets from bird poop outcroppings. nasty.
Went to meet stephanie to wrap up this whole employement thing. I love the Y. I walk in and she is wearing her bikini top and a lifegaurd shirt. "I had an adult outfit on I swear" she says- looking back at me with a halter/tank combo on myself. "O your going to be great with the old people- finish up your lifeguard certs" she says. Nancy passes over a pile of papers for me and goes to make copies of my certs and IDs. "How about a mommy and me class- what a good dynamic- you'll be great" Stephanie goes on. "Stephanie- you have never even met me how do you know all these things"- "oh its the Y, this is just what we do- I tell you you'll be great and you will- easy as that"
So with an arm full of papers and a drug screening to complete I head out unsure if I had just commited to a slew of classes. Regardless I will be at life guard cert classes saturday with stephanie. Bring out your over weight, injured and elderly. Water aerobics and water therapy here I come.
Man what am I doing in PA school. I want to be a programs director for somewhere like the Y or for a university. This is fun. I suck at writing soap notes and remembering what to look for or what tests indicate. I dont even feel like reading about all of these things, I dont want to learn it. Well I kinda do- I just want them to slow the fuck down. I want out. But I cant afford to fail- so I will keep up the good fight. for now. PA elisabeth rec director and baker. I guess it would be kinda neat to work at a planned parenthood, work with young women, education - something tells me I will be pushed into some big practice though...
I made a half tray of brownies today- I love how it fills the house with a warm sweet scent of success. So what if I already ate the frosting on graham crackers- it makes my 1.99 brownie mix basically a two for one deal.
Alright. 4:30, and I now stand at a cross road. Do I high tail it to pee in a cup. Or do I stay hear and study epidemiology for tomorrow's test, and hit up pee pee palace in the morning- but that might sacrifice my swim- and yet I also want to get the most bang for my buck out of my flying star iced tea, hence stay and drink three more free refills. regardless spin is at 5:30, weight lifting at 6:30 and yoga at 7:15.
I cant stop thinking about the cannondale mountain bike I just saw. The little dude working was just like grandpa richard- old guy, short with glasses, but mostly because he wanted to explain to me the physics of the suspension. I am pretty much sold on the cannondales- except they didnt have the one I wanted in my size. hold out.
Holding out. holding on. Holding my head up high.
My friendly alarm clock this morning woke me up to OBAMA. OBAMA (that is how it is said, even in france according to david sedaris. Barr-ak-lipse) is coming to albuquerque. that's neat. I probably wont make it out to see OBAMA but it is neat that OBAMA is going to come discuss renewable energy.
I could used a little energy renovation myself. Slept through lap swim- but got myself to class on time. A morning of jabbing eachothers abdomen and diagnosing everyone with spleenomegaly, rampent abnormal bowel movement and an absence liver and kidneys. Put me in coach, I am ready to play.
At lunch I headed over to renew my school books at UNM med library. The guy accidentally returned them and preceded to cart them, and looked at me strangely as I stood there. "Can I... err.. help you with anything else?" he asked. Yea you can give me back my books. "Oh did I say return I meant renew" ooo right. great. anyway good thing is turns out I had returned my ethics book, that I searched all over for to renew today and thought I had lost. My room is again a mess- but I least all my shit is accounted for. Including my Itouch which I thought I had lost and posted a sign on the whitebored for.
Headecd to target- swooped a sweet pair of huge distressed gold peace sign hoops- I was debating on whether or not they were worth the 9.99- which they definately were, but worth the additional .07 in sales tax? allllright, just because I want to wear them home with my western boots, cowgirl hat and cut offs- mom will be so errr proud. Ha!
Stamps are up to a wopping 44 cents. So I stopped by the post office and watched as the woman infront of me bought over 150 stamps- of all varieties- freedom stamps, simpson stamps, 2 cent stamps, 17 cent stamps- it was amazing. I just grabbed one book of each (from the lady- she'll never notice!) and ran. just playen. dropped two more post cards in the mail. more mother's day wishes.
After school I drapped up my balcony and absorbed the amazing albuquerque sun, surrendering my pale skin in exchange for a more leathered wrinkled and freckled version. 90 degrees. yup I am in the desert. I did have to carefully place 5 sheets of paper to protect myself and my blankets from bird poop outcroppings. nasty.
Went to meet stephanie to wrap up this whole employement thing. I love the Y. I walk in and she is wearing her bikini top and a lifegaurd shirt. "I had an adult outfit on I swear" she says- looking back at me with a halter/tank combo on myself. "O your going to be great with the old people- finish up your lifeguard certs" she says. Nancy passes over a pile of papers for me and goes to make copies of my certs and IDs. "How about a mommy and me class- what a good dynamic- you'll be great" Stephanie goes on. "Stephanie- you have never even met me how do you know all these things"- "oh its the Y, this is just what we do- I tell you you'll be great and you will- easy as that"
So with an arm full of papers and a drug screening to complete I head out unsure if I had just commited to a slew of classes. Regardless I will be at life guard cert classes saturday with stephanie. Bring out your over weight, injured and elderly. Water aerobics and water therapy here I come.
Man what am I doing in PA school. I want to be a programs director for somewhere like the Y or for a university. This is fun. I suck at writing soap notes and remembering what to look for or what tests indicate. I dont even feel like reading about all of these things, I dont want to learn it. Well I kinda do- I just want them to slow the fuck down. I want out. But I cant afford to fail- so I will keep up the good fight. for now. PA elisabeth rec director and baker. I guess it would be kinda neat to work at a planned parenthood, work with young women, education - something tells me I will be pushed into some big practice though...
I made a half tray of brownies today- I love how it fills the house with a warm sweet scent of success. So what if I already ate the frosting on graham crackers- it makes my 1.99 brownie mix basically a two for one deal.
Alright. 4:30, and I now stand at a cross road. Do I high tail it to pee in a cup. Or do I stay hear and study epidemiology for tomorrow's test, and hit up pee pee palace in the morning- but that might sacrifice my swim- and yet I also want to get the most bang for my buck out of my flying star iced tea, hence stay and drink three more free refills. regardless spin is at 5:30, weight lifting at 6:30 and yoga at 7:15.
I cant stop thinking about the cannondale mountain bike I just saw. The little dude working was just like grandpa richard- old guy, short with glasses, but mostly because he wanted to explain to me the physics of the suspension. I am pretty much sold on the cannondales- except they didnt have the one I wanted in my size. hold out.
Holding out. holding on. Holding my head up high.
