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Monday, April 30, 2007
Like you didn't know...

Is the Force with you?
Your Result: True Master Status

Woe be unto the stormtrooper who pisses thy off. You can take on a padawan if you so choose. You are free to choose your own missions, and disagree with the council. Go hand some baddies their @sses, oh, and may the force be with you ;)

Young Master
Council Member
Padawan
Academy Trainee
Undercover sith lord
Bounty hunter
Imperial Army
Is the Force with you?
~Sara~
8:50 AM


Monday, April 23, 2007
I am so over this night float thing. I'm working 6:00 pm to 7:00 am 6 days per week and it totally sucks. My circadian rhythms are all off. I only feel like eating at midnight, or I want to eat all night long to stay awake. I'm watching my friends go out after work without me. I'm sqeezing in my usual telephone correspondance between the hours of 4 and 5, and that's rough because there's been a lot going on and a lot to talk about. I work all night and sleep all day. I have new respect for people who work midnights all the time because this really sucks. I suppose I'm learning a lot of stuff, but I just wish someone would put me out of my misery. Only eight more days remain. I hope I make it. Sigh. The good thing is that when the next poor intern is on night float, I'll have a lot less call. I think the first years only had 5 calls this month instead of 7 or 8. That's pretty good.

Okay, time to go do 30 seconds worth of work on my laundry and go to sleep.
~Sara~
7:30 AM

I had so much fun last night.

Joe Nichols, Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off
She said I'm going out with my girlfriends
Marguerite is at the holiday inn
Oh have mercy my only thought
Was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks patron
Her closets missing half the things she bought
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off

She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink

Them panty hose aint gonna last too long
If the dj puts bon jovi on
She might come home in a table cloth
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off

She can handle any champagne brunch
A bridal shower with Bacardi punch
Jello shooters full of Smirnoff
But tequila makes her clothes fall off

She'll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink

She don't mean nothing
She just havin fun
Tomorrow she say oh what have I done
Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
~Sara~
1:00 AM


Saturday, April 21, 2007
Oh my...

I'm walking around with a stupid grin on my face all the time, even at work. In fact, it's especially at work. I feel lucky and happy and admired and completely great every single day. Sweet.
~Sara~
8:14 AM


Sunday, April 15, 2007
Baggage.

When you reach a certain age, and if you have been single for a while, you have to be prepared to deal with a certain amount of baggage. There's always some of your own from relationships you have had. There's the original baggage you got from witnessing the way your parents treat each other. I don't care what anyone says. There is no perfect example of a relationship to be found in anyone's parents. Plus, now is about the time you really figure out what is wrong with them. If you haven't been through some stuff in your own relationships by the age of 30, you're either one of the last virgins in your age group or you have been luckier than you will ever know. Likewise, it's unusual to find a guy in his 30s that doesn't have something in his past. It warps us all a little. It makes us come up with rules to govern how we approach relationships.

When you put the spin of a career on it, things get even messier. I'm like a 17 year old girl when it comes to men. Not in a good way, either. This is the product of 8 years of education beyond high school, coupled with a 10 year relationship with a guy I met in junior high. I see this theme repeated over and over again among the women I work with. We're all doctors. We're all busy. Most of us are eldest children in our families. We tend to date our high school sweethearts. Some even married those guys, only to discover that things look way different at 28 than they did at 18. Don't get me wrong, that relationship taught me more about myself and about men in general than I would have ever found out by my usual methods of introspection and careful observation. I know what my deal-breakers are, and certainly, different qualities have become important. The fall-out for most of us; however, is that since we hang out with dudes all day long we have started to think like guys
. We have become adept at taking about sports, determining who has breast implants from 10 feet away, and have replaced eating ice cream for depression with pounding a few beers at Doc's instead. We tend to act like guys in our relationships, too. If there was no real commitment, we don't need to talk about it. This is easy for me, as I come from the "pretend it never happened" school of communication courtesy of my parents.

After all of this, you might think that any new relationship would be approached with a degree of wariness. It's true. You go into it thinking that if you let yourself go, and let yourself feel something for someone who would be a real prospect, it could really wreck you later. In an effort to avoid all of this, I dated the inappropriates for a while. These are guys who would never be okay with my job, whose longest relationship is on the order of 6 months, or that I know my parents would never approve of. It's so safe. They would never really want anything from me.

The thing is, I have discovered that your luck can change overnight. With that, your whole perspective can change. I'm one of those people who really likes change, anyway. So, maybe I approached things warily enough. I hedged my bets. But, now I'm throwing myself in, and I'm not scared at all.
~Sara~
11:13 PM


Tuesday, April 03, 2007
What Be Your Nerd Type?
Your Result: Science/Math Nerd
 

(Absolute Insane Laughter as you pour toxic chemicals into a foaming tub of death!)

Well, maybe you aren't this extreme, but you're in league with the crazy scientists/mathmeticians of today. Very few people have the talent of math and science is something takes a lot of brains as well. Thank whosever God you worship, or don't worship, so thank no deity whatsoever in your case, for you people! Most of us would have died off without your help.

Drama Nerd
 
Literature Nerd
 
Social Nerd
 
Gamer/Computer Nerd
 
Musician
 
Anime Nerd
 
Artistic Nerd
 
What Be Your Nerd Type?
Quizzes for MySpace
~Sara~
3:43 PM

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