Tuesday, 04/16/2008 - 1:24 a.m.
The Wicker Man is watchable, on 2X speed with the captions on. Creepy and disturbing.
There are job openings all thru the big M so maybe I won't have to leave. I absolutely have to get out of *this* OR, though. I have a shift of call that I didn't sign up for and it conflicts with the Munch. It could be worse, which is why I only bitched a little today.
Congrats to DCExGirlfriend. Kick ass, take names, and rock their socks off.
Jersey sheets are *the shit* and I will never buy any other kind of sheets if I can help it. Even if they want $80 for a king set, the bastards.
We're staying put for another year. If I flat-out quit (or take another position with a pay cut) financially we're better off staying here.
I have clean scrubs for tomorrow, I've made my lunch, and loaded the dishwasher. It's time to check out and go lie down with the hunky Young Guns crew.
