Score! Took a bag of snapea crisps into jc with me and they said i could substitute one serving for a jc snack.
I stopped by borders the other day, and a guy in a chicken suit walked out the door, passed me in the parking lot, got in his car and drove away.
I start back to school in January, my chosen major is a four-year English degree. Thank goodness there is no math requirement. I am trying to pay for my school on my own as much as possible without relying on student loans. I had only intended to take one class to start to “get my feet wet”. Looking at the classes being offered in the spring there were a few that sounded interesting. I sat down to do the math to decide could I afford another class at this time. I multiplied the per credit hour fee times six, the number of credit hours I was thinking about taking and divided it by four. The college offers a payment program that allows you to make four monthly payments. That proved to be too much money, so I did the math again for five hours. It’s do~able, but it would be a tight squeeze. Then i multiplied it by four, for a four credit class. That’s right, multiplied it by four, then divided by four to figure out the monthly payment. That is why I am not going to be an accounting major.
Reached two hundred thousands miles on the Jeep this week. I love my car!
A patient asked me this week how long I had been doing ultrasound. I told him it was nineteen years in June. He said, you’re kidding, you look like you could be nineteen years old. I said, thank you. He replied, my eye sight must be getting really bad!
The receptionist at worked called me and said there was a doctor’s office on the phone wanting to know if we did penile ultrasound. I never thought I would hear myself say the words, we do not do penis. My job is nothing if not entertaining.
In an effort to get ready for school, I have decided to break myself of the very lazy habit of not using capitals when typing. Sarah will be so proud!
I dyed my hair two shades darker and no one noticed!
Once again, Leslie kicked my butt last night. She always challenges me to do things I never thought I could do, I look at her and think, is she nuts? Then I do it. I have really amazed myself this year.
The difficult part of working with terminally ill patients, is saying goodbye.