goats and breeding

well, work pretty much sucked today. we were busy all day and the lobby was full most of the day. me and the supervisor were the only two that could really stick donors so needless to say, it took a while to get everyone stuck. on the bright side, we were very efficient today. we got everyone in and out and only had two restarts (both by the supervisor).

speaking of work, I noticed something today. after seeing some (most of the donors are pretty cool, but some...) of the donors, I really do believe that you should have to get a license to breed. there are some that you just don't want to see more spawn of. I'm not saying that you have to fit a certain criteria to breed (that would lead to selective breeding and I don't think we have to go that far). I'm just saying that if you display certain criteria, you should be deferred from breeding. for instance, if you enjoy sexually molesting goats for pleasure, your breeding days should be numbered. if you enjoy inflicting pain on others, your breeding days should be numbered. you know, criteria like that. well, that's the kind of thing I notice in the world that I know as work. off to enjoy the rest of my night. here pizza, pizza, pizza...

what a strange thing it is to blog

I was just sitting here thinking what a strange thing it is to blog. you post your thoughts/comments/feelings and people read them. some are friends, others are complete strangers. this then got me to thinking about the Truman Show 'cause that's pretty much what this is. you have people that stop in to "see" what's going on in your life. you even have people that "subscribe" to certain blogs. I think that if this keeps up, blogging might become so popular that it either replaces reality tv or morphs into something that will replace reality tv. just something for you to chew on.

I wanna go... 

wouldn't it be nice to get away?

all day long, I couldn't help but think about getting away. perhaps some place in the caribbean. I'm not sure why. if you'll look at my other posts from today, you can tell that I wasn't exactly busy. I think it's just because I felt like having a little change. nice weather, sun shining, white, soft sand under my feet, a gentle breeze blowing, the waves lapping gently on the beach, palm trees swaying, and me with a book of those pic-a-pix logic puzzles. *sigh* maybe someday... until then, I'm off to bed to dream about it.

I think I'll stop now... 

now that I've got a screen capture program, I can post this. 

even better 

I think I got more than shannon 

five years and a day

well, yesterday was andrea and I's five year anniversary. we made rack of lamb with a mustard-based rub and ginger-peach chutney, garlic mashed potatoes, salad, and rolls. it was all very good. we also made creme brule but we didn't know that the torch didn't come with butane so we didn't get to eat the creme brule. I may head on out later today and pick some butane up. she liked the scuba gear and the scuba lessons that I got her and I liked the murder-mystery weekend we're going to go to. sounds like we're gonna have a busy summer.

summer to do list:
learn to scuba dive
murder-mystery weekend
hockey
bug pickle and julia
study for mcat
bug shannon, nicole, nette, chris more

today's to do list:
clean up apartment
shower
clean aquarium
teach two classes
food

my day: a review

well work went fairly well today. we were fairly busy for a monday which was kind of suprising. I think it was because all the college students needed money after going on spring break. we had two CCLS (concentrated cell losses). not good. the first one was because one of the phlebotomists couldn't stick the donor in the easy arm so I had to try it on the difficult arm. I eventually got it but by that time, it was too late. the second CCL was because of a cut blood line. that was fun in a bag, let me tell you. other than those two, everything else went well.

I also had this deep thought earlier this morning and I was going to put it on blog but for the life of me, I can't remember what it is now. I hate it when that happens. another great thought lost in the depths of time. oh well. meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.

plans for the night. it's a monday so OC's for trivia. andrea's also coming by a little before then so we may do something. tomorrow's our five year anniversary! fun! I have no idea what we're going to do yet since I have to work till close but I know we will be making rack of lamb and creme brule.

what else...oh yeah, yesterday, I went out looking for a pizza stone. I went to target and walmart but they were both closed because of easter. so I bought four fishes. like that story? I stopped at Petco cause it was close to target and I needed fish anyways and got a couple of african cichlids. they are VERY agressive towards fish that aren't cichlids.

I go food now.

another work rant

when you go to a plasma donation center, you know that you're supposed to pump your hand in order to get the blood flowing smoothly so why would you come in and not pump? that is my question. we had this donor (who happened to be the last one in which meant that they waited until the last possible minute to come in anyways) who did not hardly pump their hand at all and then had the gall to complain about the machine running slowly and all the alarms the machine is giving off. it's running slowly 'cause you're not pumping your hand! now I could be more understanding if this was an isolated incident or if this was someone who came in earlier on in the day or if this was someone that hadn't donated before but this person comes in on a fairly regular basis and this happens EVERY time!

well, enough of that rant. on to something a little work related but also a little bit more fun. I got a packet in the mail concerning stuff for the 401 K for the company so that looks like it could be fun. I don't really understand most of it but I'm sure I'll get more mailings explaining it.

Blogbert

hello, Blogbert. how are you doing? me? I'm fine. things are going fine at work too. I even had a donor request that I (me specifically) stick them which is kinda cool. things are kinda slow with a lot of the donors on spring break. because its so slow and because I'm close to my 40 hours a week, I get to take an hour for lunch today. yea! what am I having? cheese pizza and then fruit salad (yum, yum). what about you? oh yeah, you don't eat food. here have a blog then. better? that's good. well, since I'm full and you're full I think I'll go now. see ya. Blogbert, don't eat that!

the linguistic landscape is changing or like, linguistics sux

I believe that the linguistic landscape is changing and not for the better unfortunately. I'm not saying that I'm opposed to change, but I am opposed to change for the worse. here's what I mean. everyday, driving to work, I pass this "bridge" that has graffiti on it. now instead of spelling out the word s-u-c-k-s like a good little hoodlum, this individual decided to spell it s-u-x. now whether this is because said individual does not know how to spell the word correctly or if he or she was running out of spray paint, I couldn't tell you. now on the other side of that linguisticly and, often, financially, you'll see a lot of preppy girls overusing the word "like". explain to me why you would want to to convey messages any slower than you have to. if there was a lion chasing after you, you would scream for help. that's it. just one syllable. help. you would not say "like, there's this big felione of the jungle sprinting after me, like and if you could come to my aid, like, that would be totally appreciated, like." so I guess the only conclusion I can come up for the two individuals (the hoodlum and the preppy) for changing the language is to display their financial stability or lack thereof. the hoodlum is trying to show that he or she is financially challenged by taking the c-k-s and replacing it by the more base spelling of just x. on the other hand, the preppy is trying to show her financial might by equating the frequency of the word "like" with their bank accounts as if trying to say, "I've got so many words, here take a couple, like". all I know is that somewhere, Shakespeare is rolling over in his grave and when these two individuals (the hoodlum and the preppy) meet their maker, Shakespeare'll be there to kick their ass.

fruit salad happiness

looks like it's time to update Blogbert. well, after dragging myself out of bed and trudging to work this morning, I somehow managed to survive all the way to lunchtime. things at work are going well, slow but with enough donors to keep us busy. I just got done with my lunch of leftovers. mmm....DiGiorno's pizza, corned beef, and especially fruit salad. I'm not sure why but the fruit salad makes me happy :) I'm sitting here working on my logic puzzle (puzzle #2 off of the conceptis page for pic-a-pix) and listening to "I'll Fly Away" off of the new Jars of Clay CD so I'm just relaxing now. guess it's back to work for me.

right now

well, work was stupid crazy yesterday. we were slow until three so they sent the most experienced phlebotomist home which left me in charge. that was about the time that every body decided to come in and donate. on to good news though. shannon, nicole, and chelle made it to lawrence safely. we spent most of the night playing mario party, katamari, risk, and grand theft auto (not in that order). we also had mmm..mmm..delish fruit salad and equally mmm...mmm..delish pizza from DiGiorno (it's not delivery).

on to today. I'm up right now and everyone else is asleep so I'm messing on the computer and catching up on blogs. one of the blogs (frivolity)I read fairly frequently had a link to this site conceptis and now I'm addicted. it's basically logica puzzles (which I love) that form pictures when solved. check it out of if you have a minute to spare (or five... or ten... or three hours...).

work

well, work is going splendiforous (a major change from the last two work days). I even managed to stick two donors (we'll just call the steve and tom) that I haven't been able to before. I also managed to correct a couple of sticks done by other people. yea! I'm getting gooder. well, lunch break's over with. back to work!

I hate dancing!

I hate dancing with a passion. it's a lot of clusmy movements and a great expenditure of energy and you don't really accomplish anything. now I can see doing this way in the past when our ancestors had to dance as a mating ritual or whatever but nowadays I really see no need for it. I don't mind the slow dances or the swing dances. it's just the other ones where all people are really doing are swaying their bodies and waving their arms or whatever that I'm annoyed with. that being said, I did go to a dance yesterday and I made a couple of observations. these are just general comments and don't apply in all situations.

1. girls dance better than guys. take a look at any girl on the dance floor. as a generalization, that girl will be graceful and moving in beat to the music. take a look at any guy on the dance floor. he appears clumsy and is just moving his body until his misery is ended by the ending of the song.

2. girls dance with their whole bodies, guys don't. when girls dance, their whole bodies move. arms, hips, legs. everything. when guys dance, they keep their upper torso stationary. they may sway their arms and move their feet but generally, they'll keep their torso still.

3. girls just want to dance. girls will dance alone, with a guy, or even with another girl. guys may dance alone or with another girl. you will almost never see a guy dancing with another guy.

my stalkings

there's this elderly couple that goes to the same church that I go to and I just can't help but watch them as they enter the church and leave the church. they're too...what's the word I'm looking for...it's cute but not in a teddy-bear sort of way and yet heart-warming but not in a Hallmark channel sort of way. they walk very slowly but they're always arm-in-arm as if they want to take their time and make the moment last. I guess what I'm trying to say is that when I get that old and geezerly, I want to have something like that.

my day

"how did my day go?" you ask? well, my work day was basically a continuation of yesterday (not good). but now I'm home and am being forced into slave labor...I mean volunteering for a St. Patty's Day dance andrea's mom is helping with. so that's basically my day. tomorrow we (andrea and I) will be hanging out with a couple friend of ours. that's it. all the information I was given. at some point in the day tomorrow, this couple friend of ours and us will be in the same vicinity doing something mildly related to each other...yeah...people don't tell me much...well I think I'll go continue relaxing and listening to a little Ray Charles.

haywire

well, I survived work. we had a total of 9 restarts, 2 underdraws, and a CCL. for those of you that don't know about phlebotomy, that's a pretty bad day. to put that in perspective, on a normal day, we might might have 2 restarts (no underdraws or CCLS). then, of course, there's all the paperwork that goes with it. so yeah, after I got home, I decided to take the day off. I wound up playing a little bit of tekken, practicing my clarinet a little (I bought sheet music for pachelbel's cannon off the internet. it's for trumpets but the notes are the same), putting laundry away, and cleaning up. right now I'm listening to "Learn to be Lonely" off of the 2nd disc of "Phantom of the Opera". what else...oh yeah, shannon et al. may be coming up to lawrence tuesday or wednesday (yea!) so I'm looking forward to that. well, I think everything's updated so I'll get back to listening to music and cleaning up.