Friday
I don't think I care to go out and "party" anymore.
I come to every Friday evening, usually after working way more than 40 hours that week, with a backlog of paperwork, and the last thing I can think of is, "geez, I really want to go out and jump up and down in a crowded bar and press my body against a sweaty stranger!!!" God, I'm old. I told my mom the other day that my problem isn't that I don't get involved with things, they're just all old people things. I'll be such a social butterfly when I'm 50+ :)
So one of my exes calls today and wants to know how I feel about him teaching human sexuality to highschool students at a Catholic school. This did make my day. Out of all my past encounters, this man is totally the nastiest, naughtiest (and probably the most fun)in bed. And he's gonna teach human sexuality in a catholic shcool?? I asked what experience he was gonna pull from to teach that class... his answer: "the textbook". LOL.
My brain is full of screwed up patient cases... I just don't know where to go with about 5 of them. I know very few jobs except mine that people hand you an impossible problem, and expect you to fix it. "here's someone that has diabetes, just had a stroke and a heart attack. They're on oxygen. Before their illness, they sat in their recliner for the last 7 years. Oh, and they weigh 400 lbs. Get that guy up and walking independently again, okay?" Um, sure.
Mmm.. I went directly from my last (messed up) visit today straight to OASIS. Not much is better than hot jetted tubs with japanese themed landscaping and classic rocked wafting through the air... yes! They know me by face, by name... and take my credit card without questions!! I honestly could have paid for a couple hottubs of my own by now, but it just wouldn't be the same sitting in the back yard...
I'm gonna go call Josh and see if he's in town tonight... we could still go see the Griffins play. Still fairly high energy, but I just watch seaty guys checking eacother instead of checking me at some bar :P
I come to every Friday evening, usually after working way more than 40 hours that week, with a backlog of paperwork, and the last thing I can think of is, "geez, I really want to go out and jump up and down in a crowded bar and press my body against a sweaty stranger!!!" God, I'm old. I told my mom the other day that my problem isn't that I don't get involved with things, they're just all old people things. I'll be such a social butterfly when I'm 50+ :)
So one of my exes calls today and wants to know how I feel about him teaching human sexuality to highschool students at a Catholic school. This did make my day. Out of all my past encounters, this man is totally the nastiest, naughtiest (and probably the most fun)in bed. And he's gonna teach human sexuality in a catholic shcool?? I asked what experience he was gonna pull from to teach that class... his answer: "the textbook". LOL.
My brain is full of screwed up patient cases... I just don't know where to go with about 5 of them. I know very few jobs except mine that people hand you an impossible problem, and expect you to fix it. "here's someone that has diabetes, just had a stroke and a heart attack. They're on oxygen. Before their illness, they sat in their recliner for the last 7 years. Oh, and they weigh 400 lbs. Get that guy up and walking independently again, okay?" Um, sure.
Mmm.. I went directly from my last (messed up) visit today straight to OASIS. Not much is better than hot jetted tubs with japanese themed landscaping and classic rocked wafting through the air... yes! They know me by face, by name... and take my credit card without questions!! I honestly could have paid for a couple hottubs of my own by now, but it just wouldn't be the same sitting in the back yard...
I'm gonna go call Josh and see if he's in town tonight... we could still go see the Griffins play. Still fairly high energy, but I just watch seaty guys checking eacother instead of checking me at some bar :P