Inertia Creeps

I couldn't decide what to do last night. My choices were Massive Attack at The Fillmore or roller skating with friends for the first time in 20 years. I chose roller skating and had a fantastic time last night. I even drunk blogged a little but didn't post the mess I typed. I can barely read it. I'm sitting here doing my homework for tomorrow morning and wishing I could have gone to Massive Attack too. I'm bummed I couldn't be in two places at once. My deciding factor was that Massive Attack was playing at The Fillmore. The venue is too big and annoying for me. If it was at a smaller venue I would have been on top of it. I just get picky.

The roller skating was fantastic. I own a pair of inline skates but I think I might to go out and buy some roller skates too. It may have been the liquor doing its tricks but I was really comfortable on the skates. I felt like I could rule the planet by the time we decided to go to Lipgloss. We had to dress up in out 80s clothes. I couldn't find anything all that cool so I pulled out boxes of stored clothes and came up with this:

• An old Joy Division t-shirt

• My leather (black suede motorcycle jacket)

• My creepers (purple suede top with two buckles)

Doug looked like Don Johnson in an annoyingly bright turquoise blue turtleneck, white pants, tan blazer and tons of crap in his hair. I was frumpy and he was a little flamey.

A favorite moment of the night was "I love your Bauhaus t-shirt!"
"Umm... thanks it's Joy Division though."
"Oops! Joy Division was my favorite band in the 80s though. Really it was!"

It's just sad that I still own clothes from that long ago. Everyone else was wearing new clothes that they just purcahsed for the event. A ton of women did the pink and black punk rock/ Madonna combo. I looked out of place for the most part. I still own my micro mini but I don't think I'm a size 4 anymore and have no idea why I kept that skirt. I just really like the zipper action on it.

Yes, I met some boys. I love liquid courage. What line worked?

"So, is one of you the bus driver?"

"Do we look like we drive a double decker bus?"

"I don't know. I've never met a bus driver before."

I'm a tard. They still talked to me though.

The skin test

I wasn't going to blog today but I have to get this out. I had an interesting morning.

I went to see the allergist. I got one of those skin tests done on my back. They also checked my lung capacity. Here's what they got:

• I am very allergic to all trees except oak. Oaks don't normally grow here.
• I am very allergic to grasses especially Kentucky Blue.
• I am very allergic to weeds.
• I am not allergic to molds.
• I am not allergic to cats and dogs.
• I am not allergic to cockroaches, dust mites, house dust, or feathers.
  
• I am not allergic to penicillins.
• I got a pic of my back with all the giant welts. They were quite impressed with my reactions. Apparently, I should have done this years ago and saved myself from getting sick all the time. I'm one of the best cases they've seen in a long time.
  
• I don't exhale properly. I only exhale about 50% of what I should, after a treatment with albuterol it only went up to 75%.
• I do not have Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) but my lungs are not normal.
• It's me, but it's not because I haven't tried. I just never saw a doctor that looked into it for me. He thinks I have become so accustomed to my poor lung output that what is normal for me is not normal for most people.
• Now I know why I always get so hypoxic when I get too much cardio. I can do cardio at my own pace. I just like to set the eliptical at a decent speed and watch my respirations. After a while, I always start to see spots and get a little dizzy. It's great not having oxygen in your brain. I don't wheeze or sound asthmaticky (is that a word?). I just can't get what's in my lungs out so I have too much CO2 running around in my bloodstream.
  

All this is to stop the maddening sinus infections that I get every year. I will probably start allergy shots this year or next year. I know they are expensive so I may have to hold off until I'm done with school.

I'm happy about the smoking ban that starts this summer. It's amazing how many bars I'm not able to go into because I end up getting sick from all the smoke. Not to mention, I hate smelling and feeling like I licked an ashtray all night long. The smokers can whine to me all they want about their freedom but what about mine?

As far as my lung issues... that just scares the shit out of me.

Rejection Hotline

Did you get this number yet?

303-607-7527

Keep it with you. You never know when it will be handy. Here is the website to get your local number.

I can't believe it's snowing...

I am the Crime

So I took out my last post. Probably because it was a little too honest but here is the first paragragh:

Some people never go away. They stay like that piece of gum stuck on the sidewalk outside of your house. No matter how hard you try to get rid of it it never really goes away. Then there are times when someone gets bored and decides to pick at with a stick and then it just gets spread around more. Then they blame you for not taking care of the gum as soon as you saw it. I did take care of the gum if people would stop picking at it it will go away!

Long story short - the "gum" is no longer my problem.

Anyway, I've been working on this ass kicking paper all day today. I had to stop for a few hours to pick up my patient assignment for tomorrow. On the drive home Kentucky Fried Chicken had protesters out front complaining of the abuse that KFC apparently inflicts on chickens. Don't people have anything better to do on a beautiful Saturday afternoon? Really. I don't care about chickens. In fact, I hate all birds (even if they are pretty to look at). They might be tasty to eat but they are some of the stupidest creatures on the planet. I know my hatred of those ghastly beasts goes back to my childhood in Iceland. I seriously think that some day one of those things will try to peck my eyes out. Therefore, I really don't care about the treatment of birds that were born to be killed. I am normally a compassionate person but not on the subject of birds. A sunny Saturday should not be spent on the corner of Colorado Boulevard and Alameda holding up a sign. Chickens! Gah! Save the chickens! Save the chickens! Screw all those people with cancer, Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, and other life altering diseases lets try to save the chickens!

We all have our causes and priorities...

Watching those people reminded me of the time I actually drove around the block at the state capitol so I could yell and flip off a group of organized protesters. They can have whatever opinion they want but I had mine that day too.

Audioblogger!

I really need to stop surfing... this is ridiculous. I found this neat little thing by accident. Maybe I'll just turn it on randomly at kickball tomorrow night. Huh... this could be evil... yet way fun.

I already tested it and I don't like the sound of my own voice so I deleted it. I like it better when it's unrehearsed.

We're stuck in our own past...

I have an entire week off from school in May. It'll be my last break until... I don't know when. I talked to Doug last weekend and we talked about me meeting him in Seattle for the weekend. I fell in love with that city years ago and would love to go back. I also need to clean the heck out of my condo. I'm probably not going to Seattle but will stay local and live like a rockstar for that weekend. Friday of that weekend is Cinco de Mayo... Woot!

I think debauchery is on the list of happenings and we might even throw in a little let's stalk the the Real Worlders until they let us use the confessional! I would settle for their hot tub... Shit, I would settle for stalking the construction workers putting the place together. I hope they keep the shuffle board - it has some fantastic memories for me.

I can't believe I can live like this. I'm not really living I'm just existing at this point. A year and a month. A year and a month. A year and a month.

I can't wait to get my life back.

Kickball begins tomorrow and I'm single this year! Life can be good to me at times.

Last week at the preseason party it was good to see some of my friends that I haven't seen since last summer. I didn't see them after I got back from Vegas and the shit hit the fan. I missed most of the rest of the season and I don't think any of them know what happened. Now I'm typing myself into a place I don't want to be right now so this is me signing off...

In an unguarded moment

I'm a little swamped with stuff this week - 2 tests and a 9 to 10 page paper. Ugh. Oh well. I will get it done.

I was also consulted on what to do about kickball photos. I suggested a blog and the board decided it was a swell idea. I will probably be the only person posting photos. They've also named me (not really it just says it on a website) the resident photographer. I told them that I am not reliable and that I won't be able to make it every week. I still think I might be more reliable than most. I like my camera and carry it with me everywhere (except for work and school). I think I might be afraid of forgetting things so I freak out a bit and take pictures for when my memory fails.

I set-up the blog on blogger and invited folks to be contributors. I have no idea if it will work but at least no one will be emailing me photos. They can just post all they want. I don't care. I didn't put much work into it. I just chose the dots layout because it's colorful. I don't think what I would have really wanted would have blown over well. I hope this doesn't take up too much of my time.

Easter was great. I drove to Canon City with Cathi to Grandpa's house. We ate, hung out and then drove home. On the way home my sister felt like her tongue was swelling and she was itchy all over. We pulled over the road and picked up some Benadryl. I drove the rest of the way. She was on Augmentin over a week ago and she thought she might be having a reaction. Augmentin leaves your system in 8 hours but the antibodies stick around for days. Anyway, the heat from the day was exacerbating any issues she may have been having. She went to the emergency room when we got back to Denver and they put her on steroids and a bunch of antihistamines. She's fine. It's just freaky.

Reality has hit

I don't know what to think of this.

Reality TV... in Denver? I'm surprised it's not going to be in Orange County.

I hate Brenda

Umm... I just like totally watched Tori Spelling get interviewed on Jimmy Kimmel. Like, you know?

I will admit... and only here, that I did watch 90210 for a time in the early 90's as long as it didn't interfere with an episode Twin Peaks. I don't think it did - Twin Peaks was on Friday nights ( I watched before going out) and I think 90210 was either Tuesday or Wednesday. C'mon someone that reads this has to know what night 90210 was on. We all have our dirty little TV secrets.

Here's mine:
I will watch any show with Shannen Doherty in it. She fascinates me for some reason. It has nothing to with acting skills. Maybe it all started when she was Heather #2. I'm not sure. I just can't seem to give up on her. Maybe it goes as far back as Little House on the Prairie. I'm off to bed to think about this.

Have a fantastic weekend!

I worked yesterday and then went to school last night. I got home and sat on the couch with the TV on at 7pm. I passed out 15 minutes later on the couch. I woke up at 5:30 am when my alarm went off. I got up, turned off my alarm and crawled in my bed to wait until the sun came up. I got up at 12:15 this afternoon. I had great dreams and really needed the sleep. I haven't slept like that since I had mono in 1990. I feel great but now I don't feel like going to bed when I should. How much sleep did I get? You do the math, please.

Brighter than the sun

Do you ever make social obligations and then want to back out but you end up going anyway? I did that today. It was a friend's birthday party and I was looking forward to it. It came time to be there and I just didn't have the enthusiasm that I had yesterday. I thought I really needed to get out and be social. Turns out that it's best that I stay in my own little school/work world for the time being. I got there, said hello to the birthday boy and the hostess, hung out for ten minutes and left. I just didn't feel like being there and dealing with anyone. I didn't feel good about myself and I needed to get home to deal with my homework for tomorrow. I didn't even say goodbye. I walked out into the rain and instantly felt better. I felt free. I haven't had too much time to myself lately and I'm really starting to feel it. I have a week off in May and I intend to do NOTHING for anyone but myself. I won't have any time off again until December. I even have clinicals Memorial weekend which means that I probably won't get time off for the 4th or Labor Day either. Grrr...