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opiates and pain. current song: precious things by tori amos. so i ran faster but it caught me here yes my loyalties turned like my ankle in the seventh grade running after billy running after the rain these precious things let them bleed let them wash away these precious things let them break their hold on me he said you're really an ugly girl but i like the way you play and i died but i thanked him can you believe that sick sick holding on to his picture dressing up every day i wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys those christian boys so you can make me cum that doesn't make you jesus these precious things let them bleed let them wash away these precious things let them break their hold on me i remember yes in my peach party dress no one dared no one cared to tell me where the pretty girls are those demigods with their nine-inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl these precious things let them bleed let them wash away these precious things let them break their hold on me yeah, so here's what we did today. we went from bay park to the wright harvey house; from there to south to get the bari cot; from there to v's to arbors of toledo; from arbors back to v's (still with the bari) to arbors of waterville; from there to muo (still with the bari) to arbors of sylvania; back to south to drop off the bari; from south to back to bay park to orchard villa; from orchard villa to the cdc to poor marcia's house (she'd been waiting for pickup for two hours when we got there); from marcia's house to luke's, ending at manor @ perrysburg. then we had to go to central to drop off the squad, and then i had to go to south to finish the incident report and make out a run report. so we went to v's to pick up a certain usual suspect who lives at arbors of toledo, because he finally let himself get admitted to the hospital...he's been septic as shit for the last week. aparently his nurse at arbors told him either to sign the dnr cc or they'd wait for him to pass out from the septic shock and then they'd send him code 3 to get admitted. he relented to the whole thing and checked into v's of his own accord, where he drove the 5th floor nurses insane and pushed his call button repeatedly for no reason and refused to let them bathe him. we went to get him because they were discharging him, and as we were moving the king of blubber, i pulled my back the wrong way. it didn't bother me until our 3rd bari cot run (and the 2nd one was betty, and she certainly doesn't need that huge thing...) when i was pulling this bigger girl who has fixators everywhere into her bed and i nearly passed out. but i'm a bad ass. i say nothing. in fact, i'm such a dumb n00b13 that i didn't say anything until it was nearly 1700. my back's been hurting since thursday when i worked with �bern00b, since he can't lift for shit, but today i think i fucked it up good. so i've taken an oxycontin or two, and my pupils are already dialating from the opiate goodness. in just a little bit i'll be able to lay down and sleep the blissful sleep of the stoned. aah, better living through chemistry... at any rate, i think i'm going to go and laaaaaaaaay dddoooooooooowwwwwwnnnnn........ lindsay has bsod'd... ~*~ immediate yesterday. ~*~ divination. ~*~ get your own guestbook here |
