Well, March isn't going out like a lamb - it's cold and windy out today, but sunny. I think it's supposed to get back to Spring-like temps by Wed tho, so that'll be nice.
Spent the weekend in the city - finally saw all of Avenue Q! Very well done. Talked with my friend Jeff afterwards - he's one of the writers - and he invited Michael and I to the bar across the street to have drinks with the cast, as one of them was leaving the production that night. While hanging out with actors isn't my favorite thing to do, it was nice to talk to Jeff about the show for a while.
And Steve and I saw Nine last night, which I also enjoyed. I'll have to try and catch it again, it was really good.
Our Micro professor gave us the chance to get extra credit in class by attending a lecture this morning on bioterrorism. So most of our class was there, huddled together in the back and taking notes (we have to write a brief summary to get the credit). It was informative in terms of what the county is preparing to do in case of an attack, but the speakers were just very dull (and one of them didn't know how many counties are in NJ - 21).
And come here, Derek Jeter, let me nurse that shoulder back to health for you :-(
Well, I am off to the city - to see Avenue Q (I hope!) and Nine, and to check out the Leonardo and Valasquez exhibits at the Met. Whee.
What was I going to write... I forget. It's gorgeous out. Sunny, 60's, nice breeze. Micro was a lot of fun today, and our professor loved the article I brought in for her about bioterrorism. She's going to copy it for the entire class. After class, I came home, walked down to the post office and the chinese restaurant to get lunch (at the restaurant, not the PO), and then spread out a blanket on the lawn to read the book I had picked up at the library (latest Nora Roberts and the new William Gibson). It's a good day.
Oh and Eve's surgery went very well this morning! So it's a very good day.
Doh: from Ben Brantley:
Broadway disaster cultists may be disappointed to learn that "Urban Cowboy," directed with a hand of lead by Lonny Price, does not eclipse the now departed "Dance of the Vampires" as the season's worst musical. Featuring a rote book by Aaron Latham and Phillip Oesterman and a patchwork of new and recycled country-and-western songs, "Urban Cowboy" doesn't have the imagination to be so extravagantly bad.
We had our nursing exam today on meds, pharmacology and electrolytes. Not nearly as bad as I'd been expecting. And since it's in the 60's again today, we took our smoke breaks and lunch break outside on the picnic tables in front of the school. I love spring.
I learned today that a check I wrote back in JANUARY to cover school fees bounced, and Fleet never told me about it. Sigh. So I called Merrill Lynch (finally) to sell some stocks and get some cash so I can get a money order for the school and pay my bills off without stressing so much about the money. And get this - not only does Fleet charge for the bounced check, but the school is also charging a "bounced check fee"! So that's $30 from Fleet, and $35 for the school - I'm out $65 that I could use.
later on 3/25/03
What a surprisingly fun and non-stressful clinical! The meds part was easy, except that my patient didn't want to take hers. I also had to help hold her steady while the phlebotomist took some blood (the pt called me "rotten" for helping out - she had alzheimers and was bipolar to boot). And I answered a lot of call lights to keep busy - lots of bedpan help today. Ick.
I drove up to visit Eve in the hospital today. She's in a remarkably good mood. Her back surgery is scheduled for Thursday morning, so I told her I would call that afternoon to see how she was doing. It was nice to see Kati there, too - she's up here until tomorrow morning. And Jason came in just as I was getting ready to go - a whole family (nearly) get-together. Eve showed me and Kati pix of her sonogram. The baby looks like a little baby Cartman right now, all round head (I think it was the head) and little stick arms (I hope they were arms). But whatever, she's only 14 weeks along, it has plenty of time to turn out normal ;-)
God damn, it's early. 6.30am. This is why I don't want to work days. I missed Anatomy lab last night and fell asleep around 5pm. Woke up for dinner, and went back to bed again, but I kept waking up every two hours or so (usually to find Mimi in yet another uncomfortable position near my body).
Other trip things I forgot to mention:
I emailed James this morning. I was thinking about him last night as I was doing my nursing homework, and then had a strange dream. So I emailed to ask if we're still not-speaking.
OK, off to the hospital. Today is our first day of administering meds. Oh, that was the other weird dream I had. I was standing in the kitchen, in my uniform, drinking some OJ. And Peter walked in and opened the fridge to get something. Mom was there, near the sink. And James was there. I looked up at the clock and it read 1pm. I freaked, and asked if that was right - if so, I was really late! Peter said something like, "Duh, it's been wrong for years." So then I looked at my watch and it read 4pm, and when I looked out the window, the sun was setting. I freaked out again and tried to call my instructor to apologize for somehow sleeping through all of today's clinical. So that's not an encouraging sign for today!
Anyway, like I just said, I'm off to clinical.
Spring break wasn't long enough. Well, it was, but I'm just tired because I flew the redeye home last night and got in at 9am this morning - and had to be at Micro at noon. JFK to cab to train to car to school. Whew. Tired.
I had a super time in Seattle tho - Pete and Corrie's new house is wonderfully cozy, and the housewarming party was a lot of fun, even if I did bail in the middle of it to take a nap. I got all of my nursing homework done, lounged around in front of the wood-burning stove, and watched the Oscars live on west coast time. There's really not much to report - I stayed in the house, slept late, watched the rain, read, ate, and did nothing. It was a wonderful vacation.
In other news, Eve herniated a disc in her back - I'm going to visit tomorrow - and Mimi is licking my socks. She's weird. Mimi, not Eve.
I have to be at clinical at 7.30am tomorrow morning. Let me count the ways this does not amuse me.
The brink of war. Sounds ominous. I just listened to Mayor Bloomberg and Police Commissioner Kelly's speech about the increased security measures in the city. And where will I be tomorrow night, at the exact moment of Bush's 48-hour "deadline" to Iraq? On the tarmac at JFK, waiting for my flight to Seattle to take off. I hope JetBlue has a CNN feed on their planes.
Still anxious. Still unnerved by the goings-on in the world. Regarding leaving the east coast - I belong to the group of people that doesn't want anything to happen, but if it does happen, I want to be there. Sick, I'm sure.
I've got to finish packing.
Fun parts of the weekend: Three great shows and one lousy rendition of Les Miz, having Liev Schreiber brush right past me as I was waiting outside the Lyceum. Lousy parts: I'm just feeling very blah these days. I'm not really in the mood to write too much.
even later on 3/14/03
Wow, I haven't stayed at Marie's until closing in a long time. Must sleep.
later on 3/14/03
"You said you loved me
Or were you just being kind?" -Follies
Talked to Josh. I am not happy. Not at all. In fact, I'm the complete opposite of happy.
In other news, for nursing school, we're doing a project where we donate old cell fones (and chargers) to donate to a women's shelter in NJ. They take the phones and re-program them so they can only dial 911, and the phones are then distributed to battered women. If you have an old cell fone or two collecting dust, and you'd like to donate it, email me and I'll send you my address to send it.
Michael and I were supposed to see Avenue Q tonight, to make up for the performance that was cancelled because of an actor injury during the show. Well, guess what? Tonight's performance is cancelled, too! It's just not meant to be.
My horoscope said that I'm supposed to be vivacious and feel the love, or something like that. I'm not feeling it.
One more Micro class tomorrow and then it's spring break - yay. I'm not thrilled, as you can guess. But it'll be nice to have some real time off. Tho I've got a theatre weekend in the city planned (the usual four shows in three days deal), and then Monday and Tuesday off. And then Wednesday, I am off to the other coast. I have a lot of reading to catch up on for Nursing, and some written homework that I can get done, too - I'll just bring it all to Seattle with me. I hadn't really planned anything to DO while I'm there, because I was expecting to arrive, sleep, and enjoy the housewarming party. Now I have two days to fill.
Ahh, a good bout of weeknight drinking at Marie's was just what I needed last night. Michael and Tesse and Jay met me at Marie's, and - well, Tesse left - but Michael and Jay stayed and drank with me until the wee hours. Tesse recalled a very funny moment from last night that I'd forgotten about: "And speaking of bastards, Annoying Drunk Guy came back to Marie's for the fourth night in a row. He was forced out (protesting loudly, of course) after he started arguing with an ashtray. Really, I shouldn't be laughing at someone who's not mentally all there, but still. An ashtray. Dude."
At least I think it was a wee hour, I wasn't focusing too well on my watch when I left. I did pull off two marvelous parallel parking jobs - one sober, one not-as-sober, so I'm pretty proud of that.
Talked to Erin on the phone yesterday and she's super. She straightened out a lot of other things that Josh had been lying about, and I filled her in on some other things he had lied to her about. I'm glad we touched base. That really helped me focus my anger more clearly. I also had a terrific phone chat with a new friend of mine, and he really helped me look at things objectively and figure out some patterns going on in my life. Have I heard from Josh? No.
And we love the good folks at Jet Blue - they helped me switch my flight so I'm going directly to Seattle. I'm flying out on Wednesday now, getting there late at night, so it's a day more than I had planned to spend there, but a shorter vacation overall. The good folks at Amtrak are super, too. The guy I spoke with refunded my ticket price (on a non-refundable ticket!) when I told him that my trip was cancelled. So happy about that.
I have no desire to go to Anatomy tonight - that's got something to do with the fact that I got four hours of sleep last night, and something to do with the fact that Lori is sick, Michelle has a migraine, Danielle isn't going either, and Lisa doesn't want to go, but is reluctantly going for the first half. But I figure, this is our last class before the break, so I should really go and get the notes.
Itchy itchy itchy. I'm annoyed with this hives thing. I rarely get pimples, I never have skin problems. I use moisturizer religiously. So to have this bugbites thing and then the hives too is really bothering me. That, and they ITCH!
I futzed around on BestPlaces, to find my ideal living city. San Francisco came in at #1, NYC at 5, Seattle at 7, and Monmouth County, NJ, at 20. Alas.
later on 3/11/03
And I came home to another email from Josh, apologizing for lying to me - that he's living with his girlfriend, Erin, and he was dating her when I made my trips out to Utah.
Once - just once - I'd like to find someone who isn't lying to me.
I'm changing my flight so I can go right to Seattle.
I woke up to a very disconcerting email from Josh - which hit me like a ton of bricks - which basically said, "I have a girlfriend, don't come to Oakland, I'm sorry." a) very out of character for him and b) he and I have been planning this trip for months, and I'm supposed to leave on Sunday! I left a voicemail and am waiting to hear back. I'm, as you might expect, very angry.
It's the day of errands etc. Today, all we have in classes are tests - the practical exams for both Micro and Anatomy. I don't mind them, these tests are more fun than the usual paper and pencil exams, since we get to walk around and look at things and answer questions about them. Kind of fun, really.
I realized on Saturday that my birth control prescription wasn't for an entire year, but for six months, and there were no refills left. So after the Micro exam, I stopped by their office to ask for a refill prescription, but they said they couldn't dispense it without an exam. Luckily he was able to see me right then and there, so I got the new scrip afterwards. Today I'm filling out claim forms for that visit, my visit to Dr. C. last week, and my Paxil scrip, too. I hate that I have to pay and then send in the claim forms, esp with my dwindling bank account.
Hives? Still there. My gyn recommended seeing a dermatologist, but I'm going to wait a few days and see if they clear up, since they only showed up yesterday. And I can't afford to see another doctor right now. I hope they clear up - six days til vacation!
I now possess an Orc Commander (with new-born Uruk-hai!) action figure. I have no idea what I am going to do with it. And no, I didn't buy it. Hee.
Eek! Urticaria! What on earth am I allergic to?
(Have I mentioned that I love my new vocabulary?)
You know what, if some other country came to the US and demanded that we disarm, would we do it? Why hasn't the US disarmed? Don't you think it's stupid for us to taunt Iraq about having whatever weapons - couldn't that just encourage them to actually USE one against us? (And in that case, would we claim that they attacked first, and fight right back?)
Anyhoo, this "deadlines" thing is just annoying me.
It's 45 degrees and sunny out - the snow is melting. Just in time for the snow we're supposed to get on Tuesday night. Sigh. I want it to be Spring already. But it's gorgeous out today - very much feels like the west coast (where I will be in a week). Oh, Amtrak is like less than $60 oneway to Seattle from Oakland - I have to go book my ticket.
later on 3/7/03
Roberto Alagna... mmm. Faust was super. It was nice to see it again now that I know French - the first time I saw it was when I was in high school. But knowing the language sure does help. And it was nice to hear "Avant de quitter ces lieux" sung so well. That's one of my favorite opera pieces.
As an FYI, I am firmly behind the musician's strike - that caused the cancellation of all Broadway musicals for the weekend. I have too many friends in the union to not support it.
Not much new here - Meesh and I saw Urban Cowboy last night, thanks to a pair of comped tickets, and it was surprisingly enjoyable. Needs some work, but we really had a good time. That has nothing to do with the two drinks I downed at Seth's Chatterbox cabaret before the show, mind you. It was also great to meet up with my friend Dennis from Atlanta, who I don't get to see nearly enough. He's up for the week and was also seeing Urban Cowboy last night, so we had some time to chat.
Tonight is Faust at the Met with Mom.
I've been having weird dreams again lately. The other night I had this dream about my teeth falling out - I know that means something, but I can't remember just what it is. And then last night I had a dream about moving to Seattle, and trying to pack everything in the house into bags and little boxes. I also dreamed that I lost a set of sheets at college, but that one makes sense because it reminded me that my sheets and quilt are still in the dryer down in the basement and I should really go get them out.
Oh, it's nasty outside! We've had this sleet and freezing rain and snow all day. The roads are incredibly icy so the driving is slow-going. It usually takes me 20 minutes to get up to Middlesex for classes, it took twice that this morning. About half of our Micro class was absent due to the weather. On the way home, I was driving about 15mph on the road that leads out of the college and to the Parkway, when the car in the lane next to me skidded into my lane - the front right side of my car slid into his back door. Luckily, we were going to slowly that there was just a loud bump - and no dents or scratches. The other driver and I wished each other "safe driving" and went on our way. Thanks to the snow, a lot of people cancelled at my hairdresser's and I was able to get in and get my hair cut.
later on 3/5/03
The more we learn about how the human body works, the less I think we just evolved. And that goes against everything I think. But the body really is an amazing thing.
Speaking of, I found the cause of my rash, and it isn't viral. Bedbugs. And I'm not saying where they came from.
When did car rentals get so expensive? Even with the discount coupons I have here, it's something like $300 for the week, to pick up Oakland and drop off in Seattle. It'd be cheaper to fly. I wonder how much Amtrak costs.
I passed my MedMath test, no surprise there. After class, I went to see Dr. C. about the rash on my arms and neck (and ears, itchy!). After perusing my physical assessment textbook and showing it to my instructor, I thought it might be varicella (similar to chicken pox), but he said it didn't look like it, and it didn't look like shingles (similar to herpes, but on the skin) either. So he chalked it up to "random unknown viral whosiewhatsit" and said to wait it out, and to take Benadryl for the itching.
After that, I drove into the city to see My Life With Albertine at Playwright's Horizons, or rather, to see the first act. It was so excruciatingly boring that I left at intermission (so did the women next to me, who I'd been speaking with about theatre and opera before the show). I should have known it would be bad - I'm not a fan of Ricky Ian Gordon's music - but since it was part of my subscription, I sort of had to go. So I went down to Marie's instead to meet Jay for drinks, that was much more enjoyable. There had been something on the radio about a construction accident in Times Square, and my friend Marc at Marie's said that the 2/3 line was shut down from Chambers to 96th St, which is a long way. The TV and radio at Marie's don't work, so we spent a lot of time calling around to see if anyone knew what had happened, but no one else had heard anything. Hrm.
Jen is off to London tonight - how weird that I'm not going with her!
I'm running for president of the SNO - the student government - for next year. So today I made my little speech. I'm running against one of my classmates, Mike, and it'll be a close race. I'm glad to see so many people from my class running for positions - the entire SNO board next year will be from our class, it looks like.
Hee. The Very Secret Diaries of the Lord of the Rings characters have been updated.
It's a day of threes, isn't it.
Rash update - it's still there, it's still itchy. It's also on my legs a bit. Happily tho, Mom says it doesn't look like smallpox. I just wish I knew what it was.
I've got dropsy today. In Micro lab, I dropped one of my and Analis's test tubes, the one with broth and staph aureus in it. It got my skirt wet and splashed on my leg, so I washed it off. The professor said it won't do any harm. We also looked at our cultures from last week, and my watch (that I wear to clinical) went off the charts. Professor C. thinks I might be a staph carrier (she is, another girl in our class is), and one of the tests we did today (which we won't see results from until after Spring Break because of our testing schedule) will show if I am. I had no idea there was such a thing as a staph carrier. Anyhoo, that's not related to this itchy rash. And then when I got home, I dropped a plate on the floor and it shattered all over the place. Luckily, I hadn't yet put my leftover sweet and sour chicken onto said plate, so it was just glass, and not rice, that I had to pick up.
Oh, and our plumbing is all fixed. There's still a hole in the dining room ceiling, but at least the pipes aren't leaking and the tub hasn't fallen through said hole.
Two weeks from yesterday - and then I'll be in sunny (we hope) Berkeley seeing Josh. I can't wait. Speaking of sun... One of my lifelong thoughts is to move up to Vermont, where it's always cold:
BURLINGTON, Vt. (AP) The statistics say what Vermonters already know: The state is experiencing one of the coldest winters in a generation.Yeah, well, it's 9 degrees out tonight here in NJ. But it's supposed to go up to near 45 by Wednesday, which thrills me. Spring can hurry up and come any day now.
The National Weather Service says the average temperature in Burlington for December, January and February was 17.6 degrees, the coldest three-month period since the winter of 1978-79 when the average temperature was 16.9 degrees.
It's back! Six Feet Under is back!
OK, that was my moment of ecstacy for the day.
I spent the weekend in the city - took the train in Friday afternoon and got home in time for SFU. Jen was in the city, it was great to see her, it's been a long time. We all went out for fondue at this great restaurant that Jay found called Dip, right by where I used to live on 29th and 3rd (and around the corner from Jay's new apartment). The place was great and the food was super, but the service could have been better. The waitress forgot to put in our fondue order, so we sat and waited and had appetizers for like an hour before we thought to ask her about it. She was so flustered and upset about it, and came back to tell us that the manager was comping our group a round of specialty martinis. Since there were ten of us, that's a lot of booze, and we tipped heavily to show our thanks - that was really kind of them to do.
Afterwards, Jay and I went to Marie's, but just for a bit. I was there on Friday waaay later than I'd planned to be, and somehow lost my newsboy hat there. So I wanted to go back and see if it was there, but no one had turned it in. Very annoyed about that. So I just stayed for a drink last night and then went back down to Dad's.
Today was Take Me Out again - still just as wonderful - although they started late due to an "unexpected backstage emergency," as the pre-show annoucement announced. No matter, whatever it was, it didn't impact the show as far as I could tell. I think they cut one of my favorite lines - one of Kippy's about not getting into college on an athletic scholarship, but still, probably nobody noticed except me (well, and Neal Huff, the actor who had to say it). Anyway, love the show, go see it, it's wonderful and Denis O'Hare is a shoe-in for the Tony.
Oh and I have some weird rash on my hands and arms. I don't know if it's from the detergent Dad used on my sheets there (which is weird, that's never happened before) or what, but it itches like crazy and there are these raised bumps on my skin. Maybe it's measles. Maybe this is what I get for having my vaccine titer come back negative again. Have to get it retested this week.
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