I hate my childrens dog. Here, he jumps in my lap for a dose of hate- hatey, hate-hate. The word hate is a very strong word and I mean it in the purest, most refined sense in this case.
- "In this hole that is me, the dead are rolling over." Favorite line from my favorite Mudvayne song- Happy. Yes, you read the title correctly!
- And yes- I have a favorite Mudvayne song.
- I nearly cried on my case last night. As open as I normally try to be here, this time privacy issues aside- I simply can't repeat why: God so sad.
- "The things that die with our patients that live on in us."Something I said recently that made everyone say, "Whoa- that was good."
- Mood: not as bleak as these first few lines make it look! Actually motivated and hopeful.
- Nice compliment this morning after two nurses from my agency stopped by my patients room to meet me and then talked to our boss: " Pete and Christy said they stopped by and meet you last night- they said, you were funny!"
- Thank ya, thank ya very much.
- I don't like not being able to say where my children are at any given moment.
- Zacs motorcycle needs to be brought in after being on the charger for, oh say a week- it ought to be rarin to go.
- Kind of folksy- but Rarin To Go was the motto of my old Army unit.
- Again, the things that die and things that live on in us.
- There I go again.
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