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April 14 YUCKA DUCKA DEWbeen busy. been broke. there's something wrong with this picture.
yeah, so the wonder drug isn't working out as great as i'd hoped. actually, i suspected this would happen...after a couple of weeks, it's like my body just adjusts and assimilates the new meds and they stop working as good. truly, it's like i'm a fucking borg or something. RESISTANCE IS FUTILE! on a more positive note, tomorrow i get to go to double doses so maybe that will kick the shit out my stubborn gray cells who try to defeat me at every turn. for a week or so, until the collective takes control again. damn borgs!
i'll probably end up in a mental institution someday where i will really think i am a borg. which wouldn't be so bad if i looked like seven of nine. who ever heard of a fat borg?!
work has been good. just finished my work assessment with my HOH consumer. she did great and is ready for job development, although i'm not. my felon somehow escaped jail time for his mischievous stunts the previous weekend and is still free, so I got him extra work time at a factory. maybe they'll hire him. i gave him strict instructions today to NOT mention felonies, prison, what he did in prison, what was done TO him in prison and what hijinks he's been up to since prison while he's working. i also warned him i would be stopping in to check on him and he better be working and not talking! actually, once you get past the part where his mind is messed up from spending almost 20 years in prison and how he can't adjust to life on the "outside", he's not really a bad guy. i kind of feel sorry for him. in fact, i wrote him a letter of reference to use at his latest court hearing. he's kind of pitiful, really. he doesn't understand why I or anyone else would want to help him after the "stuff" he's done. I tried to explain the circle of life idea to him...don't know if he got it or not. (course, i might not sounded as convincing as i meant to..but i did try).
Next week, i get to work in a kennel (or to be more precise, play with the puppies while my consumer works). gotta love that...although i ain't too crazy about getting up at the crack of dawn to drive there every day. it's all good though, i get paid for that long ass drive (and trust me, it WILL be long). the kennel lady says they have a crematorium. why would a KENNEL have a crematorium?? i'm having no part of that, i can tell you right now. i hear the word euthanize and i'll be springing latches on cages like nobody's business. "run little doggies....run!"
odd, i think euthanizing terminally ill people is totally acceptable, if that's what they want. they're dying anyway...seems to me they should get to pick how they go. but animals? okay, i guess if they're terminally ill too, it's the same thing. no one wants to suffer, human or animal. i'm just going to assume that is the only kind of euthanizing they do there. now that i think about it, i'm sure it is.
still trying to set up a work assessment at the crime lab. my contact leads aren't panning out and i'm running out of time. also, i REALLY want to do this, since I am such a CSI fan. gotta figure out a way in there. somebody has to know somebody down there to get us in.
speaking of which, CSI last night was great. i just about shit when that rat popped out the dead guys stomach. ewwwwwwwww. the coroner screamed like a girl. giggle. giggle.
i swear, i came upstairs two hours ago to go to sleep and i've been on this computer the entire time. oh well, this catches up my blogging for awhile anyway.
PISSER OF THE DAY: i sold two bags of books (about 45 books) and they only gave me $6! I'm not doing that anymore...it's just not worth it. it's hurts to part with my beloved books and if i can't get enough to put gas in my car, it's senseless. so, i'm thinking about having a little book sale here in my apartment in a week or so...i think i might make more money that way if i can get anyone to show up. a couple of people have expressed an interest, so maybe....
okay, i'm tired enough now to sleep.
i think.
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