its been a while i know. that's what happens when you're a professional procrastinator. oh well.
so......
lots of shit's been going on lately. that's probably a better excuse. my last journal i wrote on a fuckin' beautiful day that took my breath away. i was wearing shorts and a tank top at the end of march. not too shabby if you ask me. and then....... (and no and then!) it got fucking COLD again. although i can't complain, its getting progressively warmer here. this makes my days of sleeping even more infuriating because i'm not outside. oh well... night shifts are the nature of the beast i'm afraid and i will gladly take them over crazy hectic days.
i may have mentioned before that i started a new job in january. i was working on an orthopaedic surgical floor (read: old birds and their broken hips and knee replacements). i found it wasn't challenging me the way that i wanted to be so i applied for a position in intensive care. and intensive it is. i had 10 weeks of orientation and buddy shifts. finally at the end of march i started working on my own. i usually have one patient who is intubated, mechanically ventilated and on all sorts of intravenous meds to maintain blood pressure, heart rate and rhythm, fluid status and balance, electrolytes, blood sugar etc etc, the list goes on. for lack of a better word... its intense. i learn so much every shift about the human body, how it responds in times of critical illness, stress, death, communication, teamwork, learning how to know what the hells going on when the patient can't tell you and managing problems that are associated with that. it blows my mind everyday to think, know and see what we can and do do for people. it's fucking hard and i love it. huh. so there's that. 12 hours is a long time to be running around and i'm exhausted after every shift but it feels good. i feel productive.
anyhooters... aside from that a friend of mine who i haven't seen in about a jabillion years came to ottawa and played 2 shows. of course i managed to miss both performances but had a great time partying afterwards and catching up. made some new friends and got a ride home from some random dudes. they're actually playing a sweet show on apr 24 with protest the hero, bayside and the wilheim scream. my good friend daniyell shall be in attendance as shall i. pics from the ride home.
a few beers at the dom, funny convo, some delicious pizza and moustaches! fun night guys. thanks.
my roommate had her iron ring ceremony (read: secret engineers only stupidness)/ graduation and we got really dressed up and really drunk. good times with the ex and his perverto brother. i'd just like to say that men... are really weird. i know girls are too... but fuck. i can't figure you assholes out sometimes. i guess we're not really meant to.
she looked good though.
i'd just like to take this time to say that i really love my roommate. there's a really good reason why i consider her my wifey... mostly because after nights of boozin' she crawls into my bed all hungover like... and we giggle at the stupidity of the night before. we laugh at ourselves and each other and i couldn't ask for anything more.
she makes robert smith jokes about this picture. i love it.
other random shit. this is what i do on my days off. my buddy and i smoke a bong or 6 and walk around ottawa taking pictures. a few from a couple weeks ago.
this is how we roll.
canal post melt, mid clean up.
majors hill
bridge to the darkside (queerbec)
sus-SEX dr.
parliament hill taken from the rear
ancient crossroads to the darkside
i'm in a very pictorial mood today. so here's some randoms from here and there.
screamin' black cadillacs just after christmas in st kits.
and the lovely miss chanel
oh yes how could i forgot to mention that the loverly oryx spent the last weekend in ottawa. i spent a breautiful day with her, cooked up some treats, saw some beautiful boobies, met the owner of said boobies adria, went out for delicious roti with my 2 favourite SGOttawa ladies former daniyell (thanks for leaving jerk) and rosalyn. fun night. the next day oryx, rosalyn and i ventured to the canadian museum of contemporary photography. if you ever have the crazy notion to go there.... DON'T. save your 4 dollars and tip your hooker or whatever. just don't waste your time.
fuck this is long... ummmm...last little bit i promise. i went to see taste of chaos on friday. being the lucky girl i am i got to hang out with my palmie and the duders from silverstein. i won't lie... i developed a slight crush on josh's girlfriend. whatev. she knows.
highlights of the night included ME! being on stage during thrice and the mother fucking deftones. i just about died when chino started singing "no ordinary love" by sade. his voice kills me.
*sigh*
time to go back to work. no rest for the wicked.
xoxoxo
so......
lots of shit's been going on lately. that's probably a better excuse. my last journal i wrote on a fuckin' beautiful day that took my breath away. i was wearing shorts and a tank top at the end of march. not too shabby if you ask me. and then....... (and no and then!) it got fucking COLD again. although i can't complain, its getting progressively warmer here. this makes my days of sleeping even more infuriating because i'm not outside. oh well... night shifts are the nature of the beast i'm afraid and i will gladly take them over crazy hectic days.
i may have mentioned before that i started a new job in january. i was working on an orthopaedic surgical floor (read: old birds and their broken hips and knee replacements). i found it wasn't challenging me the way that i wanted to be so i applied for a position in intensive care. and intensive it is. i had 10 weeks of orientation and buddy shifts. finally at the end of march i started working on my own. i usually have one patient who is intubated, mechanically ventilated and on all sorts of intravenous meds to maintain blood pressure, heart rate and rhythm, fluid status and balance, electrolytes, blood sugar etc etc, the list goes on. for lack of a better word... its intense. i learn so much every shift about the human body, how it responds in times of critical illness, stress, death, communication, teamwork, learning how to know what the hells going on when the patient can't tell you and managing problems that are associated with that. it blows my mind everyday to think, know and see what we can and do do for people. it's fucking hard and i love it. huh. so there's that. 12 hours is a long time to be running around and i'm exhausted after every shift but it feels good. i feel productive.
anyhooters... aside from that a friend of mine who i haven't seen in about a jabillion years came to ottawa and played 2 shows. of course i managed to miss both performances but had a great time partying afterwards and catching up. made some new friends and got a ride home from some random dudes. they're actually playing a sweet show on apr 24 with protest the hero, bayside and the wilheim scream. my good friend daniyell shall be in attendance as shall i. pics from the ride home.
a few beers at the dom, funny convo, some delicious pizza and moustaches! fun night guys. thanks.
my roommate had her iron ring ceremony (read: secret engineers only stupidness)/ graduation and we got really dressed up and really drunk. good times with the ex and his perverto brother. i'd just like to say that men... are really weird. i know girls are too... but fuck. i can't figure you assholes out sometimes. i guess we're not really meant to.
she looked good though.
i'd just like to take this time to say that i really love my roommate. there's a really good reason why i consider her my wifey... mostly because after nights of boozin' she crawls into my bed all hungover like... and we giggle at the stupidity of the night before. we laugh at ourselves and each other and i couldn't ask for anything more.
she makes robert smith jokes about this picture. i love it.
other random shit. this is what i do on my days off. my buddy and i smoke a bong or 6 and walk around ottawa taking pictures. a few from a couple weeks ago.
this is how we roll.
canal post melt, mid clean up.
majors hill
bridge to the darkside (queerbec)
sus-SEX dr.
parliament hill taken from the rear
ancient crossroads to the darkside
i'm in a very pictorial mood today. so here's some randoms from here and there.
screamin' black cadillacs just after christmas in st kits.
and the lovely miss chanel
oh yes how could i forgot to mention that the loverly oryx spent the last weekend in ottawa. i spent a breautiful day with her, cooked up some treats, saw some beautiful boobies, met the owner of said boobies adria, went out for delicious roti with my 2 favourite SGOttawa ladies former daniyell (thanks for leaving jerk) and rosalyn. fun night. the next day oryx, rosalyn and i ventured to the canadian museum of contemporary photography. if you ever have the crazy notion to go there.... DON'T. save your 4 dollars and tip your hooker or whatever. just don't waste your time.
fuck this is long... ummmm...last little bit i promise. i went to see taste of chaos on friday. being the lucky girl i am i got to hang out with my palmie and the duders from silverstein. i won't lie... i developed a slight crush on josh's girlfriend. whatev. she knows.
highlights of the night included ME! being on stage during thrice and the mother fucking deftones. i just about died when chino started singing "no ordinary love" by sade. his voice kills me.
*sigh*
time to go back to work. no rest for the wicked.
xoxoxo
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