Author: Moby

We Interupt This Blogcast…

Ughh! I am busier than a one-legged man at a butt-kicking contest this week. Finals, instructing, work, charities. . . where does it end! I’m WAY behind on responding to personal emails. (sorry folks)

Finals are Tuesday and I’ve yet to squeeze any decent study time in. I have all of Monday but was hoping not to spend the entire day studying. I could pass the test as-is but I’ve never been one to just get by. I take pride in my skills. Oh yeah!

Work is the same. Overworked and underpaid. I have a trainee who is taking all my effort, so no time to study at work either. And my house guest never materialized. Apparently, all is not lost in his relationship. (Thankfully!)

Lately, I’ve had a hankering for some home cooking. So I whipped up a big pot of beans and rice. I’m devouring the last of ’em as we speak. I love me some beans and rice!

I did manage to get a Raeki (spelling?) massage this week. If you’re not familiar, it deals w/pressure points and intense muscle relief. It can be a bit painful if you have a lot of stress built up. However, the after affects are well worth it. My body is still thanking me for it.

The social life is pretty much non-existent. It’s been over a month since I got laid. I know for some that’s no big deal but for me it is. If I go more than a week, I’m cranky Spanky. Once a slut always a slut I guess. . . (On a side note, I have a date for New Year’s Eve, IF he ever comes back from Canada. *hint hint*)

And speaking of bitchiness, I got another less-than-polite email this week about my blogging topics. The short answer: Fuck off! The long answer, read the title doofus. My blog is for me and about me…duh! If you don’t like it, (and here’s a clue, pay attention) DON’T READ IT! The audacity of people sometimes just cracks me up. And, of course, it’s always some anonymous fuck w/no life and nothing else to do but bitch.

(see, I told you I was cranky)

@#$! II

I’m not sure what key words I hit lately but I got a whopping 50 sp@m messages today in queue. All promptly deleted. That’s the most I’ve ever had in one day.

Ahh! The joys of WordPress.

Discursive Ramblings

That’s my new word for the day. . . evolve or get off the pot right?

Today started out a bit chaotic. A buddy from work called me needing a place to crash. He made a break from the live-in girlfriend (again). This time he seems more determined. As we speak, he is supposedly moving all his stuff out. Ugh! Straight people can be so mellow dramatic! I could insert an “I told you so” here however, I won’t. The short version is he rebounded from a bad marriage into his current relationship. And while I had my reservations, I really thought the old new girl was a good match. Maybe she is too much of a match and he his karma is coming back to haunt him. It probably isn’t my business to make such leaps of logic but, the parallels are stunning.

I got an email from my younger brother. (I still have a hard time getting used to him sending me email. Technology is such a foreign thing to my clan.) Apparently, things are going down hill faster than planned. Buddy’s soon-to-be ex wife had a mental break down last week. She is now on a 5150 hold at the local hospital I’m sure. Course, this just means more bad news for the kids. They are far too young to be deprived of their mother. (something I can speak on from experience) I’m hoping she snaps out of it. I don’t want them growing up the way I did.

On top of that, the land taxes are due by month end. No real crisis in itself. Since the land is still officially in Dad’s name, we are getting a big discount for the year. Next year, we have to convert the land into our respective names. This means higher taxes for moi as I am not married and nor am I a senior citizen. (In Texas, you get a discount on land tax once you reach 65.)

After the holidays, I’m gonna have to sit down and plan out some maintenance strategies w/Buddy. It is not fair to dump all the responsibility on him just because he is the only one still living on the land. But knowing the history of my siblings, I’ll probably end up footing a big chunk of the bill. I’m also gonna have to take some time out of my schedule to go down and help w/upkeep. Fifty acres of land is not easily maintained by one person. Hell, when I was growing up, my parents used us kids as free labor. Even then it was a struggle.

My schedule sign-up at work is finished. As expected, I went with a 4-10 shift w/the same days off just later hours. This will give my gym schedule a boost as I’m less likely to just roll-over, hit snooze 10 times and end up blowing it off. I also get to sign up for two three weeks of vacation this year!

Mad Skills!

I got to put my mad skills as an EMT into pratice today. A firefighter assigned to our comm center had a seizure and went down. First off, he is ok. . .transported and released already.

Apparently, this particular person is prone to seizures and has been off his meds lately. One of the dispatchers noticed he was missing and then saw his feet sticking out. The bridge officer (supervisor) yelled over for me to come assist. I was right in the middle of instructing a new trainee. Needless to say, I dropped her like a hot poker. lol I did my assessment, took vitals, did a physical exam, administered O2. All in less than 10 minutes. Not bad for a newbie. After it was all over the bridge officer commented on well I did. I really didn’t have to do much. He was already in the postical (after) stage of the seizure when we found him. He was stable and advancing A/O (alert and oriented). I mainly just administered oxygen, took his vitals, and monitored till the medic unit showed up. Still it was exhilirating! I’m so hooked. hehehe.

My instructor was working today. I called to give him the details. He was very pleased!

Yeah, score 1 for my mad skills!

Only in SF

Trying to put myself in a better mood, I thoughd I’d share a funny occurence overheard on the subway this morning between two trannys.

Tranny1: Rambling about men and a breakup

Tranny2: don’t you know it.

Tranny1: I need a man!

Tranny2: No gurl! What you NEED is therapy!

It was a sorta ‘had to be there’ moment however, it was pure comedy when the little ancient looking asian lady sitting next to them burst out laughing and added “Oh Girls, it’s the men that need therapy!”

I laughed all the way home.

A Sad Ending

A long friendship came to an end today. I blogged about it earlier and now it’s final. I knew it was coming however, I was hoping for the best.

I am sad it came to this. This person has been in/out of my life since I was just 21 years old. I’ve always tried to help him better himself. He doesn’t see it that way. He sees me now as arrogant, stuck-up, and pretentious. My perspective is I just grew up.

We’ve been down this road so many times I just don’t see the point of trying anymore. I don’t think a friendship should be forced. I don’t think it should be a constant struggle to be someone’s friend. I don’t care anymore if I’m right or wrong. I’m just sad. Sad that I lost a friend that I’ve considered a brother for a long time. Sad that he never saw it that way. And sad that there will be an empty place in my life where he used to be.

Pissing, Moans, & Bitches

After 8 hours of instructing today, I’ve realized my schedule is pushing my physical limits. I’m doing too much. Work, overtime, school, instructing, charities it’s pushing me to exhaustion. If I’m gonna survive the coming months, I need to cut back.

Class ends in three weeks so that’s one less piece to worry about. My work schedule sign-up is coming in just a few days too. To accommodate my coming EMT hours, I have to stay on a 4-10 shift. This just means I won’t be able to go back to weekends off on a 5-8 shift. However, there is a good chance I can snag a Sun/Mon/Tue slot. That would be very much to my liking. Time will tell.

I’m only buying gifts for one person this year so xmas shopping is almost over. I’m also making an effort to get my xmas cards out on time THIS year. Last year, I mailed’em 3 days before christmas. Better late than never right? lol

In other news, I may have found an apt. to move into. It’s close to the Castro like I want. It’s not a done deal yet and it won’t be available till around February. I’m still planning on looking around after xmas for other deals. But it would be really nice if it panned out and I didn’t have to stress over it.

One last bitch before I forget. My favorite bakery, Le Bon Gateaux, has been turned into this freakishly modern coffee/juice shop w/all the comforts of a crack house an std clinic. WTF were they thinking? I give it 6 months before it folds.

But I’m not bitter…

Smooth Move Grace!

Isn’t it funny how some people are just soooo freaking graceful?

Today, I’m walking in the Castro. It’s raining and muggy out and I’m headed over to check the mail. This lady slips and falls down right in front of me. But it was the way she fell that struck me. She was very graceful about it. It was almost in slow motion. She didn’t even drop her umbrella. And by the time I’d bent over to help her she was already back up on her feet again. She promptly thanked me w/a shy smile.

I couldn’t help but giggle as I walked away. Had it been me, my feet probably would have flown right out from under me and I would have ended up flat on my back! (Imagine that, me on my back?) I am not, nor have I ever been, a graceful creature. I’m sure it all stems back to childhood but I am so tired of cracking that nut. I’ve resigned myself to being a klutz.

You’re probably thinking WTF? I told you a long time ago I was a weird one. Now you know.

Pretty Pretty / Cha Ching

My gym schedule has sucked lately. Mainly due to the demands on my time. I knew it would happen and it will only get worse before it gets better. If I’m lucky, I’ll only have a month between class ending and starting a part-time gig as an EMT. I’m planning on putting that month to good use by spending extra time in the gym. After I start working as an EMT, I’ll be lucky if I get two days in a week.

I’ve been feeling like a wet noodle lately. I finally got into the gym today before work. I went yesterday but they were closed. (Damn them to hell!)

Don’t ya just love that feeling after a good work-out? You look in the mirror and your muscles are all pumped and tight. Oh yeah!

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On a completely different note, my bank account is having a fit. I’ve been on a small shopping spree lately. Nothing frivilous, just the necessities. A new crock pot for the kitchen (I make a killer beans and rice dish). A new triple bin hamper for the laundry along with some wood hangers for the closet (CHRISTINA! NO WIRE HANGERS!) A new bluetooth adapter for the home pc. (The old one mysteriously broke when I dropped it 5 stories out the window). A new case for the pda/phone and an extra set of styli. Oh! And a new ergonomic keyboard for work. (Workers Comp. will reimburse me)

See, nothing frivilous or extravagant. . . uh….um. Ok, well there was that one thing. Remember, ages ago when I blogged about bluetooth stereo headsets? Well, I sorta bought a pair. Just one pair and I really needed them. (Yeah, NEEDED them!) Ok, I didn’t need them but I wanted’em really bad. And I get some credit, I waited till they came down to the $100.00 price mark! And all the stuff cost less than $400.00 total via Amazon, Overstock.com, and Ben’s Bargains.

That’s my story officer and I’m sticking to it!