Cold Turkey
No celebrities today. No talking about celebrities, watching t.v. shows with celebrity interviews, reading celebrity gossip sites, and (the hardest of all) not spending time hating Brad & Angelina.
I made that vow this morning and then less than thirty seconds later I clicked on a link to Mickey Hargitay's obituary. Ugh.
I have an orientation for one of the part-time jobs tomorrow. And I got a call about the other one, saying that a decision hasn't been made yet but they'd keep me posted. I've fallen into this cycle where I'm lazy through about 3:00 and then I get this manic burst of energy and try to do a day's worth of work in three hours. Probably just so Drew will think I'm being productive. But if I don't have Perezhilton.com to fill the void, I'm going to have to find some other way to chew up the first half of my day.
My mom called yesterday and said my little sister finally found a doctor in Taos who can treat her thyroid condition. Then, once she was back on her medication and things returned to normal, she admitted to Mom that she'd been having chest pains. JESUS. I ranted to my mom on the phone about my fears that Amanda's doing permanent damage to her body. I'm sure she found that amusing, since she's been a nurse for twenty years and I've been premed for about five minutes.
It must be weird for her to have a not-living-up-to-his-potential kid who suddenly has aspirations in her field. I've heard through the proverbial grapevine that she's a little freaked that I will soon know more about the human body than she does. I find it hard to believe that she honestly thinks that. But last week while I was volunteering I saw the doctors give an IV fluid I didn't recognize to a head trauma patient and when I asked Mom what it was she answered me and said "You didn't think I'd know that, did you??" Actually, I did.
As I was making my coffee just now I started thinking about how nice it is that Mariska Hargitay won the Emmy before her dad died. THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE EASY!
I made that vow this morning and then less than thirty seconds later I clicked on a link to Mickey Hargitay's obituary. Ugh.
I have an orientation for one of the part-time jobs tomorrow. And I got a call about the other one, saying that a decision hasn't been made yet but they'd keep me posted. I've fallen into this cycle where I'm lazy through about 3:00 and then I get this manic burst of energy and try to do a day's worth of work in three hours. Probably just so Drew will think I'm being productive. But if I don't have Perezhilton.com to fill the void, I'm going to have to find some other way to chew up the first half of my day.
My mom called yesterday and said my little sister finally found a doctor in Taos who can treat her thyroid condition. Then, once she was back on her medication and things returned to normal, she admitted to Mom that she'd been having chest pains. JESUS. I ranted to my mom on the phone about my fears that Amanda's doing permanent damage to her body. I'm sure she found that amusing, since she's been a nurse for twenty years and I've been premed for about five minutes.
It must be weird for her to have a not-living-up-to-his-potential kid who suddenly has aspirations in her field. I've heard through the proverbial grapevine that she's a little freaked that I will soon know more about the human body than she does. I find it hard to believe that she honestly thinks that. But last week while I was volunteering I saw the doctors give an IV fluid I didn't recognize to a head trauma patient and when I asked Mom what it was she answered me and said "You didn't think I'd know that, did you??" Actually, I did.
As I was making my coffee just now I started thinking about how nice it is that Mariska Hargitay won the Emmy before her dad died. THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE EASY!
Labels: Drew, Little Sister, Mom
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