hey lets cross the sea and get some culture...
life is sailing along on this placid sea, and i gotta tell ya....its kind of scaring me. im so used to the calm before the storm that i am afraid its just setting me up for something horrible about to occur. god im such a pessimist. im trying to make my own stomach flip or something. i should just enjoy it right? im trying im trying.
the other day i finally got to hang out with trever in a setting outside of the office and emails and away from his gf. we had good fun, just chatting and drinking dollar beers. that was until i had to open my mouth and tell him i didnt like his gf. i officially met her at my halloween party and i was feeling all self conscious about my costume and her first instinct was to say...it doesnt look THAT bad. of course everyone laughed and trever was like wow great first impression and i just shrugged it off because frankly it mattered not to me, but then she kept sulking the entire night and dragged the mood down so i was really not trying to make conversation with her which apparently makes me just as guilty as her somehow. i dont believe that. im perfect in every way. :D point is...i didnt like her and i probably never will because she takes her insecurities out on everyone, and trever tries to defend it by saying oh well thats just her mental state and thats because blah blah blah and its like no...its because shes crrraazzyyyy and you let her keep getting away with that stuff. how can one person have such control over another especially someone as outspoken and head strong as trever? i dont understand. i wouldnt do anything to jeopardize things with rene, and he has a baby on the way. she needs to focus on whats importand here and thats the kid growing in her stomach. not being jealous of her bf making a friend at a job he doesnt even work at anymore. oh well i guess.
it makes me appreciate rene more though. ive never been one to tell him what to do and whatnot to do. especially when we were going through our stuff and he told me to tell him if i wanted him to stop talking or hanging with leslie...i always told him i am not his mother and i cannot tell him what to do i just hope he uses his best judgement and he has always been grateful for that.
work is irritating. none of the patients are in our new system. i have 300 charts sitting in my work queue right now, and theres nothing i can do about it. this is why i hate technology. who CARES about the trees, why did they have to take away our paper charts?! :(
thats all i got.
the other day i finally got to hang out with trever in a setting outside of the office and emails and away from his gf. we had good fun, just chatting and drinking dollar beers. that was until i had to open my mouth and tell him i didnt like his gf. i officially met her at my halloween party and i was feeling all self conscious about my costume and her first instinct was to say...it doesnt look THAT bad. of course everyone laughed and trever was like wow great first impression and i just shrugged it off because frankly it mattered not to me, but then she kept sulking the entire night and dragged the mood down so i was really not trying to make conversation with her which apparently makes me just as guilty as her somehow. i dont believe that. im perfect in every way. :D point is...i didnt like her and i probably never will because she takes her insecurities out on everyone, and trever tries to defend it by saying oh well thats just her mental state and thats because blah blah blah and its like no...its because shes crrraazzyyyy and you let her keep getting away with that stuff. how can one person have such control over another especially someone as outspoken and head strong as trever? i dont understand. i wouldnt do anything to jeopardize things with rene, and he has a baby on the way. she needs to focus on whats importand here and thats the kid growing in her stomach. not being jealous of her bf making a friend at a job he doesnt even work at anymore. oh well i guess.
it makes me appreciate rene more though. ive never been one to tell him what to do and whatnot to do. especially when we were going through our stuff and he told me to tell him if i wanted him to stop talking or hanging with leslie...i always told him i am not his mother and i cannot tell him what to do i just hope he uses his best judgement and he has always been grateful for that.
work is irritating. none of the patients are in our new system. i have 300 charts sitting in my work queue right now, and theres nothing i can do about it. this is why i hate technology. who CARES about the trees, why did they have to take away our paper charts?! :(
thats all i got.