Stuff

Alright, So. Sweet. I have a blog now. My dad has told me he'd give me a dollar for starting one because he wants to read whatever I have to say. Which can't be anything important.. but that's cool, because now I only need nine more cents until I can go to mcdonalds and get an ice cream cone. hell yeah.
I guess I can talk about work, being that's really the only important thing that I do. Nursing. I think I like it.. but I'm not really sure yet. Sometimes it gets old, take vitals, give meds, write stuff down, give more meds, answer call lights, make sure nobody dies, wipe, write stuff down. I think I got the jist of it. What makes work fun is the people you work with. One lady I work with just happens to be hilarious. I can hear her yelling our of other people's rooms. "Don't worry about those loose stools, if they don't stop we'll just stick a plug up there." Except it scares me because she is probably the future me. 40 overweight and divorced. That sounds about right.
My ideal job would probably be writing 3 paragraphs in a paper about nothing. Or just whatever the hell I wanted to write about. Making fun of people would be fun. But in order to write for the public you have to talk about someone that everybody knows. Shit.. That leaves me with 3 people. George Bush, Brittney spears and.. damnit. Just two. So that's out.
It could be fun to write in one of those 'Dear Abby' columns, but then you also have to give people good advice, or something they want to hear.
'Dear Abby, I'm worried that my boyfriend is cheating on me. What should i Do?'
(now she wrote something motivational/moving and shit. It was boring. But this is what I would have written.)
Dear whatever your name is, dump his ass. Move on. A dime a dozen. He'll probably impregnate the other girl he's seeing and add another poor bastard child to this earth. Which when that child grows up will probably follow in his/her parent's footsteps and create another poor bastard child. Of course, instead of having a job all of their descendents will just live offf the government, therby depleting the US social security and welfare accounts. In conclusion, Just be glad you got out when you did. Oh yes, and start putting money in your 401k.
I guess that's all I have for right now. I have to go do other things.. because you know, I'm super busy.