confusing day.
yesterday was confusing. it had AWESOME moments, and HORRIBLE moments. i got an awesome facial, but right before that, my patient collapsed in the street, and have what i believe is a stroke. i had to pick him up, pull him out of the street and reorient him. there were so many people around, yelling at me "has he been drinking?" "he blacked out" "he had a stroke" he had a heart attack"... my favorite patient. he's a professor, and probably one of the smartest, most respectable men i've ever met. and he collapsed. i yelled for people to call 911, and ran back upstairs to the office to get dr. e, who handled the situation like a pro., especially after learning just minutes before that one of our other beloved patients is dying of lymphoma, which manifested itself by appearing as a spot in her mouth. it was all awful.
i cried during my facial. the facialist said "you very stress out, just relax". but it was a great facial.
listen, i don't know how, but all i know, is that she eliminated the great majority of my blackheads in a matter of minutes. it felt like she was just barely touching my skin. i mean that. barely touching! no bleeding, no puffiness, nothing. last time i got one, it was one of those "beauty is pain" moments, and i didn't mind. both were great. it was at macy's elizabeth arden salon. they have their shit together. and it's literally right across the street from my office.
after my great facial, i got locked inside macy's. yeah. lights off, doors locked, alone with all that merch. i didn't have my cell phone, so i panicked and started yelling for help! what a fucking moron... "help! i'm locked it and i can't get out". i could have stolen anything. ANYTHING! anyhow, a security guard came to save me, and was really friendly and told me i wasn't an idiot. that's nice. but then i got to come home to all of my friends and watch lost. oh, and jordan took a shower here. i think he just wanted to smell like brian. creep.
i have to show the apartment to Javier tonight. i'm a little excited. for some reason, i really want for whoever gets the apartment, appreciates it. i talked with Javier on the phone wednesday, and he is a spanish academic exchange student, and he sounds so nice! maybe we can be friends and cook the traditional dishes of our countries with each other! yay Javier!
anyway, where is this going. this post is as up and down as my moods. what can happen next.
i cried during my facial. the facialist said "you very stress out, just relax". but it was a great facial.
listen, i don't know how, but all i know, is that she eliminated the great majority of my blackheads in a matter of minutes. it felt like she was just barely touching my skin. i mean that. barely touching! no bleeding, no puffiness, nothing. last time i got one, it was one of those "beauty is pain" moments, and i didn't mind. both were great. it was at macy's elizabeth arden salon. they have their shit together. and it's literally right across the street from my office.
after my great facial, i got locked inside macy's. yeah. lights off, doors locked, alone with all that merch. i didn't have my cell phone, so i panicked and started yelling for help! what a fucking moron... "help! i'm locked it and i can't get out". i could have stolen anything. ANYTHING! anyhow, a security guard came to save me, and was really friendly and told me i wasn't an idiot. that's nice. but then i got to come home to all of my friends and watch lost. oh, and jordan took a shower here. i think he just wanted to smell like brian. creep.
i have to show the apartment to Javier tonight. i'm a little excited. for some reason, i really want for whoever gets the apartment, appreciates it. i talked with Javier on the phone wednesday, and he is a spanish academic exchange student, and he sounds so nice! maybe we can be friends and cook the traditional dishes of our countries with each other! yay Javier!
anyway, where is this going. this post is as up and down as my moods. what can happen next.