Listening to really bad music reminds me that I could be your down ass with my round ass.

Wha..?

Ok.

On the mornings when I have to go to work wake up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach like a kid who hates her third grade teacher.

All of the nurses from our unit have been "temporarily" (so "temporary" that our unit manager is orienting to work the floor on the same unit as I)reassigned. I'm stuck in the ortho unit which is such total and complete ass.

Ick.

Need to go to the store for hair conditioner and tampons.

Have a yoga class at 4:30.

And these are the most exciting bits of my existence.

Imagine how enthralling all the things I don't write about must be.