Cool Costume

So the other day i was thinking, how cool would it be to have a costume party at my apartment in nyc. Then i pictured myself walking down the street dressed like a jar of Hellman's mayonnaise. I have on white tights and a hat shaped like a blue lid. I don't know why i find condiment costumes so appealing.

Weird

Oh, I had a weird sensation this morning. This probably won't make any sense but, my arm felt like it was really sore and i had kind of a burning sensation but when i touched it, it was fine. It was like the soreness and burning was all in my head. ( the twilight zone music plays in the background.)

Must do before May

I feel like there are a lot of things i need to do before the big move to New York.
1. Pay off my credit card
2. Reactivate my NY license
3. Tell my boss i am leaving
4. Redo my resume
5.Go through my things and decide what to bring
6.Turn in my Bethel application

I feel like the next two months are going to fly by. I am feeling a slight amount of stress about the whole thing. I think it will all come together in the end though, I hope.

Exercise?

I am so disappointed with myself. I exercised consistently for 8 weeks and now what am i doing, absolutely nothing. I am a lazy disgusting person. I have to do better, now that the days are getting longer i want to go to the track after work and run. The bad thing about exercise is that you know you need to do it, you feel so good when you do it, but when you don't do it you feel such guilt. I feel like a waste of space. This has got to change.

your husband can do what?!

So today my coworker tells me that her husband can tell which of his farts are going to stink and which ones aren't. I love it! It's genius! She said the other night they were in bed and he let one go and she said,"Uggghh! Michael did you just fart?" and he says, "Don't worry, you won't smell it." and she didn't. She said she didn't know how he can tell , but he can. So i tell her that her husband is a FART PREDICTOR or better yet a FART SMELL PREDICTOR! How come i couldn't be blessed with such talent. Life Stinks!

You make me sick!

I just want to talk about the witness that i work with. Never in my life have i met someone that i can't stand as much as her ( i say this without really thinking about it, so this might not necessarily be true.) I just have no respect for her at all. I just wish she would shut her mouth and not mention anything about the truth or her rediculous family or whatever else she wants to talk about. She just prefers the approval of worldly people over anything else. She is just a joke.

What B.O. you have!

So i think i talk about work way too much but here is one more story. So i have worked at my job about 4 years. For the past for years i have dealt with the body odor of the other hygienist. At first it was just a sharp odor that you picked up right away but now after four years, i am just use to it. Well, i don't know what has happened lately, maybe it's the fact that it has gotten a bit warmer but last week, her body odor became this living, breathing organism that assaulted me and brought me to my knees! It was inescapable. Apparently almost everyone was assaulted because we ended up talking about how something needed to be said. No one wanted to do it. Well we ended up having a meeting one morning and one of the girls says, " oh we have had a couple patients complain about body odor so everyone needs to make sure they are clean and that they wear deodorant." I looked at the one who said it and just thought, wow you are amazing, i can't believe how easily you did that. So i think the b.o. offender got the point because, we happened to have deodorant in the office and she put some on. So on the one hand i think, great, problem solved, but on the other hand ,i don't like her, and her b.o. was like the one thing in which i had the upper hand. You know she's been doing hygiene a lot longer than me, she may be a better hygienist than me, but dang it, at least i could be the hygienist that didn't have the body odor. And now i can't even have that title.