diary
my thoughts and … thoughts
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Last month – Jesus, it’s already April – I did an “on rotation …” for movie soundtracks and realized that I could 100% do an entire post on video game soundtracks. There is just something about being swept up by a rousing score as you’re trying to beat a level, especially one where you’re fighting…
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I was raised by two medical professionals – and have been one since 2017 – so being around hospitals and doctors’ offices is just sort of natural to me. To go visit either parent at work meant that I would have to go through a hospital, and even today, that weird, sterile-with-a-hint-of-bandaids smell is calming…
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Somehow I got really lucky and inherited the gene for psoriasis, which is a super fun skin condition that is even more fun in the winter when my skin gets dry. It gets even better because I have two kinds of psoriasis: pustular and plaque, although the pustular likes to stay on my hands and…
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I found out last week that I have, indeed, been accepted into the accelerated nursing program at the university I’ve been taking prerequisites and will have my BSN by August 2022, with the expectation that I will pass my boards and all that fun shit. Obviously, I am very excited about this, even if it…
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Over on Twitter a little while ago, I got into a discussion about the concept of kayfabe – which is actually the impetus of this “in which I married a con man …” series – and as soon as I typed out that Keith was living on both sides of his personal kayfabe, it was…
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I have so much to do this week – microbiology, the rest of last month’s Xena challenge (another post is coming tonight actually), work, doctor’s appointment, and like three other projects – but I just had to share. I’m officially in nursing school, kids! Now, I won’t receive the paper offer until next week, and…
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I’ve alluded to my doomed marriage several times on various social media websites, sometimes with a bit more detail, but more often than not, it was quick quips about how he is an asshole and a narcissist. It’s easier that way. A lot of the vulnerability I feel stems from my no good, very bad…
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I am genuinely excited about becoming a nurse. It’s something I have really wanted to do for a little over 10 years now, but I fought it. For a lot of reasons. One, I didn’t want to become my mother. Granted, she’s not a terrible person to emulate – her confusing continued support of Donald…
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So today is the first day of my second semester officially back in school, and you’d think I’d be used to the concept by now. However? Yeah, that’s not the case. Instead, I had a little bit of an emotional breakdown a couple of days ago. I had something similar happen back in September, when…
