Insomnia has set in, and I have bathed myself in it. I took the opportunity to catch up on some reading, which of course means that I just had to pop in on J to see how she's doing. I came back with an overwhelming feeling of, well, of "feel good". So, I'm happy to announce that her latest post has my nomination for Feel Good Post Of The Year.

Seriously.

Go read it and tell me you don't wish you had a sister. Or, at least a sister like you were like that with.

Or, at least a mom who would bankroll your lewd and lacivious activities.

In a previous post, I mentioned that I had decided my chosen profession was not yielding enough monetarily? Well, I'm proud to say I've taken the first step to remedy that little problem. I am now an enrollee in the 1st 4 prerequisites that shall one day in the not so distant future make me a bonafied RN. Not that I want that title, I think it sucks, or actually, what I've seen of it sucks. In my area, the RN's sit on their considerable asses or walk around aimlessly holding a clipboard so as to look busy, but in actuality do NOTHING, and then have the audacity to take credit for what I'VE done. However, it's the next rung on the ladder of the coveted Bachelor's degree, so it must be done.

You may now shalom me.


From the "Cut-N-Paste-From-The-Car" conversation files...

Riding home from work:
Runt: You know what I love?
Me: What?
Runt: Money.
Me: What's that saying about the love of money?

(thinking)

Me: It was like a bible verse or something.

(still thinking)

Me: Oh...I remember. 'For the love of money is the root of all evil.' Right?
Fella (chimes in): I thought that was women.
Me: [Censored]

Driving home from a date:
Fella: Mmm.. (taking a drink) this is pretty good. Never had this before.
Me: What is it? Let me try it.
Fella: (Reading outside of bottle) It's called 'tangelo'. (pronounced tangle-oh)
Not bad huh?
Me: Yeah. It's good, but it's all a crock. It's just orange with a dressed-up name. They just put these new fancy names on these new drinks for promotion and novelty. Something new to buy, something you haven't heard of, so you buy it. You know what I mean, it's all a 'façade' (pronounced fuh-kaid).

A few random thoughts...

Man, I wish I could offer such good shit as the folks at Tequila Mockingbird and Witt and Wisdom spit out on nearly a daily basis.

Seriously!

I am in awe of them both, have been sort of a 'stalker' at both sites for some time. Sure, they remember me from my old site, Zanygraze...or rather, they probably don't remember me at all. More believeably, I'm sure I'm one of the many admirers from afar who they just casually come across in their site statistics once in a great while and pass off as another dumbass who wishes she could actually write.

Particularly good is the most recent post at Tequila Mockingbird entitled Longing. Woah. Yeah, I said "woah", because I was just floored at J's ability to put those thoughts into words that actually read like thoughts.

You with me?

Of course, it has a hard time competing with CW's thoughts-into-words-entry regarding his Infiniti G35.

Indeed, a fine pussy wagon.

Eloquence, I tell you.

At any rate, they are both 'da bomb'.

School Daze...

I have decided that being an LPN in South Arkansas is never going to pay enough money, therefore I must go back to school. Yes, I will take my big, old ass back to the classroom, no matter how badly I'll fit into the desks now, and hit the books again. I will, depending on how my financial aid package shapes up, begin prerequesites in the fall of this year and trudge headstrong into full-fledged studentity.

Hopefully, I'm still young and spry enough to kick the little shit's ass behind me who will be pulling the little gray hairs from my head during lectures.

Wish me luck!