pooper de dooper!

One would think that, with all of the time on my hands that I would update this more. Not that I want to be a career blogger, but sometimes I feel non-productive just by existing. Oh, and by not updating. One thing though, I have NOT been wasting time in regards to looking at all of the beautiful foliage surrounding me. I insist on taking pictures of this beauty, but obviously I can only take so many pictures of changing leaves. You see one or two pictures and you've seen them all. I would absolutely like to forgo this whole moving thing because I'm so bored by it. I just wish my apt would be organized and decorated in an instant. Like, while I'm making my Carnation Instant Breakfast in the morning that consists of pouring and stirring, I wish my apt would be all finished and pretty in the time it takes to perform said task. I did start decorating today though, and that was fun. I also put bed blocks under my bed so I could use underneath the bed for clothing storage. SO INTERESTING. When did I acquire so many articles of clothing? I cannot say. I have no flipping idea. How am I going to fit all of my clothes in my minuscule closet? I'll get back to you on that. Well I've had a lovely time house sitting for my parents and such....I am so very not interesting right now. A mailbox is more interesting than me at the moment. At least the mailbox has new things happening every day except Sundays and federal holidays.

moving is boring and i hate it

So, really that's how I feel at the moment. I need to improve my life somehow. Maybe improve is not the right word. Enhance. I need to do that with my life. How? Not sure. This life enhancement needs to be of low cost and it needs to be interesting. I'll come back to that later. Maybe.

I'm gradually moving stuff in to my new apt on the Hill of Crocus. I've been learning many things....open windows are good things, as are pans and BESTIES to help with random shenanigans. I've also been delving into the local lingo....my favorite thus far is from a preceptor at work who has lived in the area....Willy Mitchell Bitches. It really rolls of the tongue with oodles of ease. I hope to be all settled by the end of the month so I can start paying for not only rent and cable and expenses but also start paying my loans off. Fabulous.

Things to look forward to???
1. House sitting
2. My last rotation at work. Ortho/NEURO. Woooo!
3. The very first weekend in November, which promises to be epic with the following events: a) Gopher Homecoming Game, and b) Atmosphere at First Ave.

Oyyy, time for bed!

oh shnuggos...

T-minus 2 weeks until I have an apt! And T-minus like 17 days until I actually move in all the way. Wooters. I still need to do the following: buy a bed, buy a TV, set up my electric, research cable/internet deals, find a new bike, and go to Ikea to pretty much buy the whole store. I developed a budget, thus feeling more like a grown-up. Poopers to that. I'm missing WSU Homecoming. Poopers to the Nth degree. Work was interesting last night. Had my first drug-seeker patient....thought he could see right through me because I'm new but I could see right through him too. 1) He knew the classic textbook signs of heart attack chest pain 2) he refused nitroglycerin AND an EKG AND an angiogram. Sorry dude, looks like you're stuck again. Apparently he's taken the tour des hospitals around Les Villes. Funny. I also had someone try to convert me to being Baptist. I listened quietly while he recited bible verses about being saved and I couldn't help but get distracted in my brain by those scenes in O Brother Where Art Thou when Delmar says "I been redeemed" and Allison Krauss sings Down to the River to Pray. Some faithful follower I am. Believe in Jesus Christ your Lord and Savior! Believe in the Coen Brothers! Speaking of which, I saw some press media about their new endeavor and trying to find some old 60's shtuff around Les Villes. Neato. I shall leave this bloggerton with a pretty neato sky picture from Winoner earlier this week. Yay!









AND, a picture of my new neighbor/friend, one Seymour Batley.

well, it's a frigid cloudy thursday afternoon. a LARA DAY!

I haven't inhabited the local coffee chain just to be on my computer and such with a coffee in hand for a very long time. Yes, I'm at Caribou. Though I frequent said establishment very often, it has lately been in-and-out for me. Just a quick espresso at 6am because I have to get to work. Have I mentioned how glad I am not to be in Saint Paul until the weekend? I love my days off nowadays because I literally have NOTHING to do. I almost feel lost with out a game plan for the day, like I'm doing something wrong by not knowing what to do. Because of that fact, I have planned my day out for day off #2 tomorrow. I'm going to go to Burnsville to pay a bill and then go hang out in Uptown, go shopping, explore, and probably end up at Uncommon Grounds. It's good to have a plan.
TODAY:
I was thinking on my way to the 'Bou about how it is very much the center of the existential universe. For observers like me it is the intersection of all types of people. That's probably the biggest reason why I come here, or to any similar place, just to people-watch. And of course to indulge in caffeine, and of course to bring my plate to the table. Now that school has started again the 'Bou becomes slightly more polarized towards the younger population, but still it's interesting nevertheless. First I get pleasurable banter from the barista (-0? baristo? Is it one of those words?)....then I receive a small advertisement from the people sitting across from me at another table (photographers...they left in a hurry hopefully to fulfill my imaginative scenario where they sped to the convention to capture protestor shenanigans). I received dirty looks from the high schoolers....who were multiplying in number with their schoolbooks in hand and their monotonous hairstyles. I thought, I wish I could be as cool as you kids. I'm just a lowly twentysomething with a computer and a REAL coffee....Needless to say it's always entertaining at the Town Centre Caribou Coffee.
I think my favorite part lately about hanging out really anywhere is the fact that it's not work and I don't have to put up a social facade, though said facade has gotten thinner and thinner as years have passed. I don't have to act "worky"----defined as over-the top polite, helpful, organized, etc etc etc. It takes a lot of energy, no wonder I find myself falling asleep while reading Twilight. Jeebus.

i am starting to hate politics again

I'm not very savvy with the bloggins yet, but when I find out how to actually post a YouTube vid on my page you all will be the first to know. I just thought this was fucking fantastic.....

RATM at the Capitol

I'm finished with downtown STP for the time being. Back on Saturday, when all of this tomfoolery is over and things might be back to normal [see "Labels" for things that have happened at St. Joes this week]. If I get really bored or curious, I may venture downtown for a stroll along the borders of the Xcel. Could be interesting?

republican national convention....more like republican national conFUCK YOU......

i'm so very not excited to go to work during the RNC. i have a general fear of conservatives (especially conservative veterans) due to the bumper stickers on my car; i definitely do not need conservative cops following me all over downtown. the city of saint paul has become much like a war zone! barbed wire fences surrounding the government buildings and along the freeway, and of course they have to block off every exit from 35 to downtown except mine, so i'll have to leave for work on tuesday before the ass crack of dawn. fantastic. i wish i were on vacation this coming week.....speaking of vacation, here is what sister and i did on vacation to bluefin bay.


we became the masters of the universe---not unlike the popular 80s cartoon. while up there i also talked to a man who assumed that, during the flooding of southeastern minnesota last year, we all rode our canoes in downtown winona. naturally, i said of course. i also took a plethora of sky pictures.

glorious wonderful beauteous lovely THINGS!

Things are really falling into place for me nowadays. Work is going great, I think I'm doing pretty well and my preceptors all think so too, so despite the stress and constant pressure and nonstop action every 7-3:30 or 3-11:30 shift, I'm having a great time. My preceptor today told me I'll "go far" so I feel pretty special. Only one more week left of med/surg/oncology and then it's off to the telemetry unit! My clinical director is also trying to find time for me to float to the Neuro ICU/tele unit. EXCITING!

Things are also falling into place as far as apartments go--I acquired a free futon from my aunt and uncle and silverware from grandma and grandpa (early birthday present), my parents are giving me the kitchen table sans the chairs and the big comfy green chair currently residing in our family room. All I will really need to buy is a new bed and a TV! I'm super stoked for October to arrive.

Furthermore, I rediscovered the wonder and beauty of Rubber Soul. That album changes lives.

I am now watching the democratic convention with my ultra-conservative-nearly-fascist father. We'll see how this goes.

I am NOT excited to go to work next week during the republican convention. Bless your hearts you protesters, go all the way. Just don't block my already limited route to the St. Joes parking ramp! Right on!