( Just so you know who I really am... )

( Randomness that I rarely share here... )

Work last night was outstandingly slow. I think this is the off week(s) between Strep and Flu season. That would explain the consistent lack of Micro work as well as the lower number of people in the ER within the past week. Granted, people are returning from long vacations and kids are enjoying their first couple of weeks of school so that may change by the end of the month.

Things have been kinda weird here lately. Just weird in general. I can't really pinpoint what is bothering me, but I know something is. The boyfriend is bothering me. Something about work is bothering me. The anxiety about my pending certification exam is really bothering me. Role-playig in general is also bothering me.

I wrote my first decent post in months yesterday. Paragraph after paragraph just poured out of me and it was wonderful to write again. Granted it was about someone being abused, but that's besides the point. Lately, that seems to be the only enjoyable writing I can do - abuse my characters. Perhaps it's because I feel abused? I'm thinking that's why. I see them all as an extension of myself and having Emma getting beaten by her father seems to make me feel better.

I'm weird.

I, honestly, do not give a damn about 9/11.

I'm sorry that I feel this way, but I don't care anymore. In six years, what have we accomplished, but made more people hate the Western world?

This is why religion really isn't my thing. There's too much for everyone to fight about with it. I'm not a big fan of my government and the "Western influence," but I deal with it. I prefer the old ways. The 50's. Now those were some interesting times.

I'm a big fan of simplicity. Southern values. Traditional values (though some of those have bent now that I know my brother's gay). Ladies, gentlemen, good children. Obedience, but the ability to stand up for what you know is right without fear. People would say we have that now, but I would laugh in their face. I'm only 25-ish, but now is nothing like when I was a child. Blame it on my small town roots, but it's not.