Me, Nurse?

My nursing student friend just sent me notes on her upcoming test Monday. I love when people send me things that have nothing to do with me. I actually put a request in for such documents a few weeks ago, so now I receive attachment every so often. Wouldn't it be nice if Mozart were to drop you a little note? "Oh, hey Don, just wanted to say hi. lol. And btw, here's a little something I've been working on. Could you have a look?" How about Barack Obama? "Hey Don, Putin sent me this letter threatening to invade eastern Europe. I haven't really brought it up with the staff, yet. I thought you might be able to help." Hehe. Oh, and I just spell-checked "Barack Obama." It came out clear! Is there some national computer override executioner who uploads things like this when he feels like it? Could he just hit the 'delete' button and suddenly "cancer" is no longer a word? Hmmmm........ that sounds like a great job.......

Letter From The President to The Secretary of Propaganda:

Mr. Schmuck, please be advised that public opinions polls show a rising angst among the Star Trek Convention demographic. I have determined that this is due largely to my proposed tax increase on hobby shops. Therefore, instead of saying 'hobby tax' we shall now call it a 'Federation Enhancement Opportunity'. In fact, let's get rid of the word 'tax' altogether. Please delete it from dictionaries and instruct the FCC to bleep out usage of said term on all media broadcasts. In historical sources, such as Wikipedia, the word 'tax' has now originated from a type of mango grown solely in portions of Southern California. It is the common name for the species taximango manifestus, and has a slightly sour aftertaste.

Market research has shown that if the Trekkies believe that their "donations" are going towards 'Federation' projects, my approval rating will rise 2.5%. To this effect, please instruct NASA to publicly announce that we are less than 10 years away from constructing our first warp drive starship. People know this would be expensive and create jobs, right? By the time the ten years have come and gone, I will be sitting under palm trees in the West Indies.

Carry on, then.

The President

Anyways, as far as my nursing documentation, I am hoping to read all 169 question and answers. If two of them stick in my mind, I will consider myself that much smarter.

Bringing up the rear today: Yesterday was a bad day. Yes, I admit, I do have those from time to time. I won't go into details, but everything just kind of snowballed so that by the time I left work at 1:30 AM, I was completely exhausted, in a restless kind of way. The topper was a task I was assigned at work that I HATE. Add that to the toothache and blood blister, and it was enough to give me a headache. The point is, have you ever noticed how days kind of gather momentum, for better or worse? yesterday was a bit out of the ordinary, because my day started out well before coming to an abrupt halt.

But most days, this momentum factor feels very much like a roller coaster. On good days, everything sort of goes according to plan. I write a nice blog, nothing breaks, I step on the scale and I've lost a pound even though I ate pizza last night. Seriously, nothing seems to go wrong. A surprising phone call, a sincere compliment, an intelligent guest, a beautiful sunset. I'm going round in tight circle on the roller coaster, cruising at 50 mph, upside down, through loops, the earth is shaking, everyone's excited (I consider all of those good things, by the way).

Other days, like yesterday, I close my eyes for just a split second and suddenly everything is stopped. I open my eyes, everyone is gone, and I'm looking around quizzically, thinking, what the heck just happened? Then it gets worse. My car won't start, the student loan guy finds me, I crack my toe on a door (was that there before?) and it now looks like a potato. I found myself, in my car on the way home, lonely and slumped. Not even my music, usually so dependable, could help! Well, what do you do, though? You still have to get up the next day, take a deep breath, and get out of the roller coaster and start pushing it back up the hill. There's no choice.

If you don't you just get stuck.