Haven't written an entry for ages and I don't even know where to begin.  Guess there's not much going on in my life right now.  Work, sleep, eat, work, sleep, eat...and occasional fun on the weekends.  P & S just came back from Mexico.  Y & A are going to DR next week.  ANd I'm just....here.  I can't complain b/c every time I say that I've never been to South/Central America or the Carribeans, I get massive reactions like "YOU WENT TO AUSTRALIA!!"  Guess it doesn't matter where I go as long as I get to go somewhere.  Supposedly we're planning a trip to Aruba for the end of the yr.  "We" as in just me and A.  Haven't heard any interests from other ppl yet.  Sigh...so what else is there...

I should really start studying for the GRE.  I've been meaning to like weeks ago.  Yesterday on my day off I was gonna study but spent a total of about 15 minutes w/ the book.  Oiiii this self-motivation thing is NOT working.  Last night we went to the Scooperbowl and had waaaay too much ice cream.  I've never eaten so much ice cream all at once that I couldn't eat dinner.  Oh well...it was fun and at least it was for a good cause hehe.

So when I was in outpatient the other day, I actually got to speak to Kirsten about cross-training.  She said she'll bring it up the next time they have a change committee meeting.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed.  Not that I don't like inpatient but seriously, I don't want to spend the rest of my life doing ADLs.  I've never been so sure - ever since that time I was called a PT's "helper".  As a profession, we almost 90% of the time do not get any recognition whatsoever, esp if you're in a medical setting.  Nobody seems to care if someone can dress themselves.  ALl that matters is if someone can walk.  Unfornately, it doesn't matter if you can walk if you can't even wipe your own a**.  Truth is, there is SO much more to being an OT than just ADLs.  Sigh, I need to start SOMEWHERE if I wanna be a CHT.  Right now it just seems a bit TOO far in the future, and I'm just waiting for that ONE chance.

Sunday nite I got another random on facebook.  Seriously, what is it about me meeting people on facebook/friendster?  I'm so sick of it!!!  A part of me wants to delete my profile so no one will ever message me again.  But another part of me wants to keep a lil bit of hope, for that off chance that I might just meet someone interesting.  Thinking more about it I generally do meet pretty interesting people on there...but look at what turned out to the last one....Besides, I don't EVER want to tell my friends that Ive met someone on facebook again.

I dont' even know what the freak i'm talking about at this point.  I'm just rambling.  So I'll end this w/ my new fav quote:

"It was possible to close your eyes and exit life without actually dying.  You just had to faint.  Only I didn't know how to make it happen, how to pull the plug so I could drain away when I needed to." ~ Sue Monk Kidd