Oddness

I just got a friend recommendation on Facebook. I didn't even know that was something you could do there, but I digress
So the friend recommendation is from the weird guy I briefly dated in February. The recommended friend? His dad. (or other random family member, not sure.)

Yeah.. how bout no?

Think you've got all the iPod acccessories?

Think again.

Not safe for work/school/kids/whatever. No nudity, just subject matter you don't want to explain to children and coworkers.
https://www.ohmibod.com/catalog/shopping_cart.php (must be 18+)

I'm in LOVE

..with Honey Mustard Pringles..
I must stock up before they disappear again for another year. Stupid limited time chips!

RANT!

It's a common misconception among hospital patients and their families that I'm a nurse.
I'm not.
I correct people when they say it in my presence, and I always introduce myself to patients/families. I can't help it if they assume everyone that comes into their room is a nurse.

So today, I go in to see a patient and the room is crammed full of family. I ask a few of them to leave for a few minutes so I can do his ultrasound. Those that stayed were very helpful.. I do his test, and on the way out one of his other family members is on her way back in, talking to the patient's nurse.
I happen to be seeing the patient next door, and the nurse comes up to me and says, Oh, I guess you go a promotion!
What?
The family member of the other patient had referred to me as a nurse. The nurse somehow felt that this would have been a promotion for me.

It's just a different job- not higher on the totem pole. If I got a promotion, I'd be a department supervisor, not a nurse. Duh!

Jackass.

I opted not to become a nurse because of the Poo factor. I hate Poo. I don't want to talk about it, I don't want to smell it, and I certainly don't want to deal with anyone elses Poo if I don't absolutely positively have to! (Except Miss E, she's my kiddo so she gets a free Poo Pass). I chose a cleaner profession. I have a lot of respect for nurses, but I don't feel they are superior to me in any way.

/end rant

Beyond The Grave

I vaguely remember something about being able to paint an accent wall.
I locate my lease (which, for some reason, I decided to store on the top shelf of one of my kitchen cabinets- but at least I knew where it was.)

It's about 14 pages, legal sized, including 6 pages of addendums and 2 about water billing. I've never read it front to back.

I flip through it and I notice something:

"22. Death of Sole Resident
If you are the sole resident, upon your death you may terminate the Lease Contract without penalty with at least 30 days written notice. You will be liable for payment of rent until the latter of: (1) the termination date, or (2) until all possessions in the apartment are removed. You will be liable for all rent, charges, and damages to the apartment until it is vacated, and any removal and storage costs."

Do you think I should have this drawn up in advance?




(and no, this is not what I forgot about writing earlier)

Swiss Cheese

So yesterday I had this great idea on what to blog about.
What was it?
I haven't got a freakin clue, because I'd totally forgotten by the time I got to the computer.

Damn it.

It'll come back to me later.

Public Service Announcement

You should really, really have at least a semi-professional sounding email address that you use for such things as resumes or say, mass email lists for that new professional organization you just joined. Using your name as an email address would be ideal for such situations.

Or else I'll be forced to snicker at you, alwaysgocommando@whatever.com.