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Feb. 14th, 2006

It just clicked why no matter how hard I tried to get into The Doors, I just couldn't manage:

Their songs are too freaking long.

Seriously. I don't have the attention span to carry on more than a 5 minute intense conversation in YIM, can rarely sit through a movie without freaking the hell out. So how on earth would I be able to listen to TEN MINUTE songs? As a matter of fact, I actually went through my iTunes recently and had deleted any song over 7 minutes because I just couldn't handle it.

Hrm. Maybe I DO have a mild attention deficit thingie? Or obsessive-compulsive. I swear I check for my bus pass at LEAST fifteen times a day. So.. not a massive...

what in the world was I talking about? I like potatoes again. Ranch still scares me. I'm allergic to livestock. I like these new socks, except they make my feet sweat a lot. I spent the first hour of work in the bathroom due to 'bad indoor plumbing' in my 'basement'. All my coworkers knew what was up because I had to have one of them cover my register 'while i went pee', but was gone for a half hour. I didn't feel overly lonely today, which is odd. Maybe being single for every Valentine's Day since I have existed (other than the AWKWARD one when I was 16) is causing me to be used to it.

The College Republicans set up a booth at my.. well.. college.. yesterday. I came out of the cafeteria thingie and quickly rounded a corner, only to come face to face with a life-size cardboard grinning cut-out of George Dubya himself.

I almost peed with fright.

I pointed at the cutout and told the guy "that freaking SCARED me." and proceeded to the bathroom. (geez, does it seem as if I spend a lot of time there lately?) When I came out, he immediately thrust a clipboard in my direction and said loudly across the hall "DO YOU WANT TO JOIN THE REPUBLICANS?" I just shook my head and took a breath to say "no thank you, I'm allergic", but held my speech because I didn't want to be rude.

After getting back to my table in the cafeteria, I felt compelled to text a bunch of people in my phone about the near collision with our nation's freaky president. In my near decaffeinated state, however, I accidentally texted that the Collage Republicans were setting up a booth. oatmeal responds with "Collage Republicans? A little Cheney here, a little Limbaugh there?" I almost peed again.

Giant math test tomorrow. In doing research for my essay, I am becoming EXTREMELY excited (and scared, from what I'm reading of others' experiences) about getting into OFFICIAL nursing schooling. Apparently, the phlebotomist classes HATE the Rn's... from what a phlebotomist student customer told me today, they poke each other for practice, and the nurses poke them for practice, and the nurses are freaking RUTHLESS. She told me that there was no use for my profession, because everyone's an RN these days. Funny, I thought, how at one hospital alone, I saw no less than fifteen openings for Rn's, in various areas of expertise, from psychiatric to pediatric to geriatric to... otheratrics. Sure, she'll get out and make her happy little $10 an hour, and I'll get out two years later and make $25 an hour starting. (AND apparently get to practice viciously on her classmates with shiny, pokey needles.)

Sorry for the rambling. I R tired now.

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stanieldaniel
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:26 am (UTC)
oh happy valentines day aub
aubkabob
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:29 am (UTC)
my favorite part about this is that you typed it sitting not five feet from me, in complete silence.

I heart you, Dan! I'm glad you're with us.
aubkabob
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:30 am (UTC)
and maybe, just maybe, one day I will realize that my default icon does not always work for every situation.
stanieldaniel
Feb. 15th, 2006 08:08 am (UTC)
hehe! true true on both points
wickedcricket
Feb. 15th, 2006 10:26 am (UTC)
Yeah, lol, any song where the person starts *talking* halfway through and you know it's still not anywhere near done, I can't get with either!
needfulthings
Feb. 15th, 2006 01:14 pm (UTC)
My longest song? 6:44. I aim to please.

And don't worry: I peed for you.
aubkabob
Feb. 15th, 2006 01:40 pm (UTC)
you are SUCH a helpatarian. (especially in the form of bladders.)
tefen
Feb. 15th, 2006 02:41 pm (UTC)
Doors are fun.

Studying assistants poke people too.

There are probably a lot of RN jobs 'cause of the new hospital in Salmon Creek that opened this year. Kinda makes a drain on jobs.

Happy Valentine's Day

Go Aubrey!
msanborn
Feb. 15th, 2006 03:11 pm (UTC)
I think you have to be stoned to enjoy the Doors.
imnotbob
Feb. 15th, 2006 03:23 pm (UTC)
She told me that there was no use for my profession, because everyone's an RN these days.

Ha! and yet there still arnt enough.
jjm
Feb. 15th, 2006 06:49 pm (UTC)
"DO YOU WANT TO JOIN THE REPUBLICANS?"

That has to be one of the funniest things I've ever heard read. On the surface, it doesn't seem as funny as the republican collage thing, but if you were inside my head, and saw the images I did when I read that, you'd for sure pee on yourself and have to go back to that bathroom. (I use the equate brand of metamucil, it is quite delicious when mixed in with a soda pop.) Anyway, I got all kinds of images ranging from Hare Krishnas (which is way off base, I know) to a group of demons standing behind the man with the clipboard, whispering in the background, "join us".
default
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:05 pm (UTC)
Some of the singles are only 2 1/2 minutes long :)
elkabong
Feb. 16th, 2006 12:57 am (UTC)
The Doors are, from a musician's standpoint, fucking terrible. The Monkeys were more collectively gifted and a better packaged novelty on the whole.
aubkabob
Feb. 16th, 2006 03:45 am (UTC)
hee hee, so it's not only me that thinks so! although two of them were actors and not really musicians, i could listen to the monkees for DAYS straight, in comparison to the doors!
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