23 November 2005

Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
Gas smells awful; You might as well live.


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Its a game really-very calculated. Our hospital cencus has dropped like a cold stone brick in a ice covered lake. The only saving grace from my ass not being floated AGAIN tomarrow night is that I believe I am in charge, which is my "get out of floating free card". Therefore if the cards are laid right it will be me, and another nurse with about a 1/2 dozen patients. A quite night had by all.

Going to see Rent tonight with the bois. Although Mr. Dave canceled on me ONCE AGAIN. Twice in a row. I suppose that chapter is done and overwith. It frustrates me to know end. A part of me thought it was just a flash in a pan, yet a bigger part of me truely believed in the 2 men, white house with a fence, dog and cat situation.

However it will give me another night alone-to mull over things. Lord knows I treasure my alone time. I have some projects to work on.

Last night surfing the web, using www.google.com, I came across some ancestry sites for Momula's side that I never saw before. One of these days I'll finish the draft of her family history-which I must admit is quite intersting. One of the kin was murdered out west and the person who was accused of the murder was hung-as in an old fashioned hanging.

Limewire is awesome. Downloading Enya's new album, and so far its fantastic.

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