Work has been work. The ER is still kicking my ass and the nights Im not there Im in the back of an ambulance saving humanity. But last night, last night I was off. Out of the ER, off the ambulance. I enjoyed a night with my best friend LB and the Violent Femmes. Oh yeah baby, I leaped around till the wee hours to American Music. It was the best damn show Ive been to since Rilo Kiley graced the east coast last year. Now if Tool and Snow Patrol would just come out here I could die happy.
Life otherwise uneventful. Failing my reject math class with grace. My sister, who turns 19 this week and who is much smarter than I, will be tutoring me in the coming week. If the damn equation isn't attched to weight conversions or drugs I'm clueless. I can save you life with a straw and an avacado, but just dont ask me to tell you what the absolute power of "x" is.