pain killers, vampires, and booze...now my life is complete
May 30, 2008

Over the course of the last two weeks, I have learned many things.

For instance, the passing of time is inversely proportional to the amount of raw physical pain one finds oneself in. Especially while sitting in the waiting room at the Business Health clinic.

I pulled a muscle in my lower back a week ago. Again. And was forced to walk like an 85 year-old woman for about three days or so. Luckily, this also somehow landed me a new job within the company I work for…or at least, the training for a new job. I don’t really want this job, as it requires much sitting on my ass. Which I did enough of as a security guard, thank you very much.

I was able to resume my full physical duties on Thursday night. And there was much rejoicing. Seriously. I jumped up and down and certain slimy individuals stared at my breasts. It was a good day for all.

What else have I learned? Well…muscle relaxers make me cranky and tired.

Taxes suck.

And vampires can be interesting.

I made myself start reading Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series. I’m not really into bloodsuckers, and yes I know these are classified as “children’s books,” but fuck that noise. I couldn’t put the first book down. So, now I’m hooked. But I’m also broke and can’t afford to buy the sequel because, well, I paid some taxes today.

I finally got to hang out with Linda. Ever since she started working nights, I haven’t really heard too much from her, but that didn’t really surprise me. She says all she does is sleep, and she’s been anti-social with everyone. I wasn’t taking it personally, anyhow. I saw it coming, really.

She did her laundry and then we went to the store and bought booze. We ate some pizza, looked at some crap on YouTube, and then I went to the clinic. So, yes…laundry, booze, pizza, YouTube, clinic. That’s how I roll. You can tell I have my priorities straight.


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25 year-old blue collar chick living in the ass-backwards state of wild, wonderful West Virginia. I’ve worked lots of jobs, everything from retail whore to security guard to warehouse peon.

I’m a publishing poet, a coffee addict and a Dungeons & Dragons geek. If I was a lesbian, I would totally get it on with Kelly Clarkson. I've ridden bulls. Real ones. And a few cowboys. Yeehaw! I even dig country music.

Currently in love and happily coupled after years of dumbasses and douchebags.

And oh yeah-- I say "fuck" a lot. I'm like one of the guys. Only sensitive...and with boobies.

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