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Dear Terrorists~

I know you THINK you hate America but in actuality, you hate Scientology. So, since I've cleared that up for you, have at 'em.

Sincerely,
Me

P.S. You really hate Tom Cruise too.

Quit eating bad cheese

I keep having lots of strange dreams. I'm not sure why. Two nights ago I dreamt that a small girl on a bike rode up in front of my apartment and told me that someone died in my apartment and someone needed to keep their memory alive, so she was making me friends with them on myspace. Then I woke up and the bathroom door slammed. But that was because the windows were open and the wind started blowing. Still, I got up, exrtemely freaked out, closed all the windows and locked them, continued to check that they were locked and then tried to go to bed, but couldn't sleep because I kept feeling like someone was watching me. It turned out that it was the cat.

I had another dream last night that was really strange too but even though I've been up a half hour, and could remember the dream when I sat down to write this entry, in the process of writing, I seem to have forgot it. Strange, dreams are. Maybe I'll remember later.

In other news, the job goes well and I've taken to making my coffee with cinnamon in the brew basket. It tastes Christmassy. I learned it from TV. Hillary better loose.

MIA (not the singer)

So by my count, it's been 5 months and 11 days since I last posted. That's a long time. I believe I have some catching up to do.

September was the beginning of my adult apartment life. It's been pretty fun. Jamie and I get along pretty well. We have our tiffs, usually because I've done something stupid. I finally got a couch (and a chair!!!) and with my tax return this month I'll have actually paid it off. I went back to Illinois for Christmas and did not see everyone that I wanted to. I realized I'll probably always be a midwesterner for life. I was basically unemployed for about two months but now have a job at Banner Baywood as a monitor technician. What's a monitor technician do, I can hear you asking. I sit in front three screens with twelve banks each of cardiac telemetry monitors. I'm supposed to watch to make sure that patients hearts do what they're supposed to do and call the nurses when they don't. That's in theory. In practice it's calling four or five different people constantly in an attempt to get the lead patches put back on. I work three twelve hour shifts a week, which leaves me with four open days of nothing. I do believe I'm going to try to pick up some shifts at Old Chicago so I can make some more money because I can't just sit around all the time. I'll get fat.

That's basically my life these days. I've been reading a lot in my spare time, trying to religiously practice/play guitar, watching movies, and trying to work out. I miss my friends. I miss doing stuff but hopefully once I get a set schedule and make some money I can do fun stuff again. I'm looking into nursing schools out here because I've decided I'd like to be a nurse or at least try it. I'm going to try to get back into blogging so that people know what I'm doing these days in the desert. At the same time, let me know how you're doing!!