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|Thursday, September 21st, 2006|
So, I'm taking care of Marquis the corgi for a week. I think I successfully changed my user icon to be his picture. It was a long and arduous process that involved me actually reading the "help" section on a computer program.
Not that I'm obsessed or anything.
Marquis is a very friendly dog. He barely barks at all and he approaches complete strangers and demands a head scratch. Of course, he also had to approach the guy sitting on a doorstep with his potato chips and mountain dew to demand some love (and possibly a handout). Of course, he and Bailey still don't really quite gel. His last visit here Bailey kept trying to hump him! Yeah...it's a dog thing, that's why I don't understand. Oh, I just startled him by dropping my laptop.
Marquis takes pills because he has a thyroid problem. Dogs don't tend to be crazy about pills, so we have to wrap them in cheese squares. Then not only does he eat them without spitting out the pills, but you can make them sit to get them. That's one thing I haven't tried at work yet. Though I've tried everything else (hiding pills in pudding, ice cream, applesauce, etc.). We use one of those machines that dispenses each pill in its little individual labelled package. It does cut down on medication errors, but sometimes things happen with the pills, like you find a package with 2 pills or no pill at all. One day, one of my co-workers was having a bad day, trying to get her meds out, and was trying to squeeze a pill out of a package. Oddly enough, the pill shot out right into the patient's mouth and the patient swallowed it. I think that's the sort of random coincidence that happens about one time in 10 years of working as a nurse.
Hopefully eventually I will get my own dog, but for now I'm having fun dog sitting. Amy goes to visit her boyfriend about one week each month, so we have a corgi contract. Soon we'll go for a walk and show him off to the neighborhood (just hopefully avoiding the construction site next door).
Me = dog geek Current Mood: bouncy
|Tuesday, September 12th, 2006|
|The magazines lie...
Ever tried a recipe from a magazine and looked at the pretty picture that the magazine people took? Should turn out well, right?
I think they make those recepes in a parallel universe where the laws of physics are completely different. My version of the recipe looks nothing like the magazine illustration. Is is because I don't have a risotto pan? Or is it because the magazines are made in a parallel universe? Use your own judgment.
The parallel food universe where everything is pretty and shiny....
Watch for my new cookbook. It will be called "Cooking without the pretty pictures that lie to you." It will be available in paperback next fall. Or scribbled on a paper towel. Current Mood: weird
So I haven't posted for quite a long time, but I just discovered there is a place where people post stuff about their corgis. Did you guys know dogs can be an addiction? Even if you don't have one?http://home.comcast.net/~jdavidheiser2/marquis/Site/Welcome.html
I dog-sat for this guy. That's why I'm addicted. Funny shape and all - my neighbor said he'd look more "balanced" if he had wings.
Anyways, I need to drag myself away from the computer and go buy milk so I can make myself some coffee and get stuff done. One thing about living next door to your relatives is that they can redistribute your food (i.e. milk) - but it involved me getting pancakes, so I can't complain too much. It's mostly at work that I really need coffee anyhow. Current Mood: caffeine withdrawal
|Tuesday, July 26th, 2005|
My roommates and I have DTV, which means you have approximately 12 thousand channels to choose from. Of course, we had 12 thousand channels when I lived with my parents, but I rarely watched them because Dad had about 5 or 6 remote controls and I never had a clue how to operate the TV. Only my father and my more technologically inclined friends know how to use it. Like the ones who have engineering degrees. But here there are only two remote controls, and I have discovered I actually like having 12 thousand channels. Where else can you find a show that explains to you how humans were genetically engineered to provide labor for an alien race that wanted to harvest some of this planet's resources?
I am becoming more informed every day.
If you live in the city, you get take-out menus left on or under your door every day. Often there are many of the same one. Some people have started putting up stickers that say "This is a circular-free property," but I doubt if that will really dissuade the menu people. They have no problem distributing menus to the houses with big orange "Condemned" notices in windows. Maybe they are targetting the stray cats.
|Monday, July 25th, 2005|
|My new place
So I haven't updated for a while. I have a bit of an excuse, though, because I haven't a clue how to get the wireless to work here and up until I manage that I am using Renee's computer.
I am currently living in Philadelphia on Fitzwater Street. It is an interesting neighborhood. It's right on the border between the sketchy, run-down part of South Philadelphia and trendy, yuppie neighborhood around Rittenhouse square. The yuppies are spreading. Currently, a number of the houses in the neighborhood are being renovated. Our house was renovated a couple years ago. They did a good job fixing up the place, but now they pretty much ignore us unless we call them and claim that the electric outlets are shooting sparks. Then they'll pay attention to us. Briefly.
My roommates are Renee, Lauren, Renee's dog Indy, and Lauren's cat Pi. Indy is very low energy today. Normally he throws a huge barking fit when someone rings the doorbell, but today he barely barked when Amy stopped by. He ate something random from the street when we were out walking, and I really hope that whatever it is isn't making him sick. People, don't throw chicken bones on the street. Not only is it disgusting, it's bad for all those dogs out there who think everything is edible.
Anyone who would like to is welcome to come visit me. Just let me know you are coming. I won't start working for another few weeks and I still need to procrastinate studying for the nursing boards. Current Mood: awake
|Thursday, May 5th, 2005|
I had never had any trouble with online quizzes before, so I wasn't expecting any today. So of course the quiz froze on me as I was trying to submit question #8
and I was frantically hitting the "submit" button again and again before giving up. I think there was a problem with the school's network, but I have no doubt that the teacher is going to claim it "must be your computer."
I want to be done with school so bad. Can someone render me unconscious before next Monday, pleeeeeease?
In Michigan, an overzealous school administrator has just decided the middle school band should not be allowed to play "Louie, Louie." My high school band played that a million times. One advantage is that it is very easy. However, this school administrator claims a parent complained that "Louie, Louie" has raunchy lyrics. To tell the truth, I don't quite know the lyrics. The band, of course, does not sing them. I would imagine that most of the students don't know the lyrics. But that doesn't stop the school administrators from getting themselves all worked up over it.
Let's not expose the kids to pop culture because of course middle school students are never exposed to songs with raunchy lyrics!
I think education is evil.
In an hour or so, I will take an online quiz and get it done with. After that I will only have ONE test in my entire nursing school career. Count them: ONE.
I'm really less enthusiastic about school than I am about packing all my things. I'm moving next week to 2134 Fitzwater Street, so I will live in the city and not have a car. Yay! I don't have anything against cars, really, I just hate driving. And I think I will be doing the world a great service if I stop driving. Everyone should buy me coffee to thank me.
Umm yeah, I should review for that quiz...
Word for the day: Senioritis
|Saturday, April 30th, 2005|
|Send your dog to Canada
It's really sad what the army is doing now to get enough people serving in the arm forces. I just heard on CNN that they have recalled a bomb-sniffing dog from retirement. This poor dog is 9 years old, which translates to 63 in dog years, and they have decided he needs to go back and serve his country again even though he's probably not allowed to vote. Poor dog. So even our animal friends aren't safe from Mr. Bush's war. I will have to tell my sister to send her puppy to Canada until things calm down a bit here.
I wonder if they have started drafting cats yet. I would imagine there are some cats who could be classified as weapons of mass destruction, but cats tend to ignore orders. They'd be just as likely to sit in a terrorist's lap and purr.
My informant Naomi sent me more information about the cat who graduated with an MBA from a diploma mill. His name is Colby Nolan. It turns out that not only did he graduate, he made the honor roll with all A's and B's. Pretty impressive.
|Saturday, April 9th, 2005|
My herbs are beginning to sprout. Plants grow very quickly in the spring. Soon maybe they will be able to write my paper for me.
Clinicals are going well. Aside from the usual slow lab days, we are actually learning a lot at Presbyterian Hospital. They specialize in heart disease, so this is actually a lot like the hospital where I expect to work after I graduate. I've worked with several people just out of surgery for lung disease. Needless to say, smoking is not a good idea. I think my caffeine habit is a far better addiction to have. Besides, I just found a study indicating that coffee might prevent Alzheimer's Disease. So coffee "might" prevent dementia, liver cancer, and type II diabetes. So if I get any of these things we'll know that either they're wrong or I'm just weird.
Today hopefully I'll finish my paper and then go to the Reading Terminal Market to buy some food for Rob. The Amish bakery puts a lot of things on sale on Saturday afternoons because they're ready to go home and don't want to drag it all back with them. I've been trying to supply Rob with food since I am staying with him constantly during clinicals. He lives about 3 minutes' walk from Presbyterian Hospital, so I can get up later than anyone else in my class. It's quite enjoyable.
Ah well, back to work.
|Monday, April 4th, 2005|
My room is now filled with pans of dirt. You see, I am trying to grow herbs - nothing you can smoke, mind you - but until they start, anyone who walks in here will think that I just like to have dirt around. Come to mention it, is there a reason why we buy potting soil when we could be using the stuff people track into the house? It seems like the dirt manufactureres must be getting a good deal. Though we already have enough bugs - I don't want to bring more in.
I am finished my paper on Delegation, thankfully. And today we had a lab session working with a plastic man who we were pretending had breathing trouble. The lab is filled with all these scary-looking manequins that the students can do procedures on. To tell the truth, it is easier to work with a real person. They rigged the plastic man so that he can breathe, but if you listen to his lungs all you can hear is the friction from one sheet of plastic rubbing against another, even though the teacher said we were supposed to have heard that he had pneumonia. I missed that, somehow. It's kind of ironic, since yesterday I was listening to my grandmother's breathing to reassure the rest of my family that she didn't have pneumonia. I have gotten rather sick of being a student. Real people are much better. We also have to do a computer program where we simulate starting an IV line, though we can't now because the computer isn't working. I was told it's rather like playing a video game.
I really can't wait to graduate.
|Saturday, April 2nd, 2005|
I only have about 6 weeks of school left. Of course, that means I have a lot of ridiculous assignments to get done before then. For example, we had to go to a long term care facility so that we could observe the managers Delegating. Where do teachers come up with these things?
I did skip class so I could get the assignment done, which was kind of nice. This is the first time I have skipped class during my entire time at Jefferson.
And the people at the long term care facility gave me coffee.
I wish all the people who were fighting so hard to "save" Terry Schiavo would find something more productive to do with their time now. Like they could save all the people who are sick and afraid to go near a doctor because they don't have health insurance and can't afford the bills. While so many people were fighting in this case, I just kept thinking of all the other people suffering who are ignored.
Procrastinating schoolwork is nice.
|Saturday, March 19th, 2005|
I read in the paper about how two people got in trouble for operating a diploma mill. The people trying to catch them asked for an MBA for their cat, Colby Nolan, and when the people from the diploma mill awarded the MBA to the cat they got fined. I'm sure this will make it much harder for a cat to get a college degree these days. Meanwhile, the cat is undoubtedly looking for work as a consultant and following its portfolio in the stock market.
|Monday, March 14th, 2005|
I told my classmates about my spots. They asked if I had slept with any strange guys lately and proceeded to ask for names. I don't think I'll ask them for medical advice again.
There was a story on NPR that talked about large numbers of giant squids being in the Pacific Ocean this year. I don't think I'm making this up. Did anyone else hear this? I get excited about stories that involve weird animals. Also, a few years ago there was a show on Animal Planet that told us that based on how evolution is progressing, we'll be replaced by giant walking squids. Clearly, this is an indication that squids are going to take over the world any day now.
|Sunday, March 13th, 2005|
Yesterday we went to King of Prussia to buy bridesmaid dresses. I still don't think any mall really needs to be that big. There is enough space to have every store in the world that sells ugly clothes plus have an Auntie Em's pretzel kiosk every 25 feet or so in case you have become hypoglycemic since the last one. Unfortunatly, fashions this year were not very conducive to bridesmaid dresses. Everything is covered with rhinestones or beads or feathers so that it looks like everyone is trying to dress as a flapper for Halloween. Also, this is prom dress season, so the dressing rooms were packed. Every high school girl has to buy a prom dress early because it takes at least 2 months to find all the accessories. One store had a dress that wasn't ugly, but Mom wouldn't let us buy it because her dress is green and God forbid the mother of the bride wear the same color as the bridesmaids. So after many hours, we finally went to David's Bridal and picked out the first thing we saw that wasn't terribly ugly.
I actually was rather dazed in the mall because I am taking Benadryl. As far as I'm concerned, that's the best state to be in while you're in a mall. Plenty of either Benadryl or alcohol. So I followed Beth and Jenny to every store we could find. Beth wanted to have lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, but unfortunately so did everyone else and we finally gave up. Which was disappointing, because it would be interesting to see what sort of food they would serve (cheesecake salad?). Mall food is expensive. A bowl of vegetable soup costs about $5. Jenny didn't notice so much because she goes to school in New York City (which I woudl imagine is much worse), but I have a depression-era mentality.
So I have recently developed pink spots on my arms and legs. Today they are turning red. No itching, just dots. Everyone has told me I should go to a doctor, but that never occurred to me. I suppose health professionals make horrible patients, but I can't imagine what they would tell me except to take Benadryl (and hopefully they would remember to tell you not to drive while on Benadryl). I am really not so surprised since people in my family tend to be allergic to everything. And I have had random allergies in the past. It can be rather entertaining to go around informing everyone that you have spots.
Maybe I am morphing into some kind of animal.
Back to homework. Sigh.
|Monday, March 7th, 2005|
Yes, it has been quite a while since I updated. I've been very busy procrastinating schoolwork, which is a 24-hour job. At the moment I have a break from school, so I am able to think of other things briefly. Today I have been cooking cinnamon rolls. A ladybug has been keeping me company, but unfortunately he does not have very good judgment and kept ending up in the sink with the dirty dishes, so I had to transplant him to a safer spot.
We've had an ant infestation problem. Not just little ants - we had those big hairy thing with wings. It turns out that ants really hate cream of tarter, so I've been sprinkling it all over the house to irritate them. Seems to be working - most of them disappeared. Probably plotting some elaborate revenge. Inna's grandmother suggested pouring boiling water or bleach on their nest, but I doubt my parents would go for that.
Tomorrow I have a job interview at Methodist Hospital, which I am curiously not as nervous about as I probably should be.
|Friday, January 21st, 2005|
|My mental health
| You scored as Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder. Congratulations! You are obsessive-compulsive! You know nothing curbs images of mutilating your mother like a good counting/checking/washing ritual... wait, DID you forget to turn off the stove???|
Antisocial Personality Disorder
Borderline Personality Disorder
Which mental disorder do you have?
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I'll see if this works, Naomi somehow gets these things to work all the time.
I haven't posted for awhile because I've been busy (translation: I have poor time management skills). Also, I have a lot of mental disorders because we're studying them and you always get mental disorders if you're studying them. Most people are crazy, really, and the ones that aren't are boring.
It's really too cold out.
|Monday, December 20th, 2004|
I have two big exams this week, so of course I am making cookies. Someone has to.
It's so hard to pick out actual stuff to buy for people. I much prefer giving everyone cookies.
So I'm done with doing clinicals in Delaware. To tell the truth, I don't know if I could be a pediatric nurse. I like kids a lot, but when it comes to things like giving shots, it's bad enough with adults. To kids, they don't understand why you're coming after them with a needle and they just figure you're evil. It's worst with toddlers since they get put in cribs with closed tops so it looks almost like they're in cages. Because toddlers, even most of the sick ones, are quite likely to get into trouble. I know it's necessary, but that doesn't mean I like it.
On a brighter note, Ben discovered that the Reading Terminal Market now has free wireless internet (which I probably would know myself had I been paying attention). So anyone who desperately needs an internet fix can go there. In the center food court, you can even find a table close to a spare outlet and keep yourself occupied for hours. The city is trying to have a lot of wireless internet, but I haven't been following their progress. I don't know how Ben knew to set himself up with a laptop there. I swear some people have a 6th sense that enables them to pick up an Internet Aura.
Today was the busiest day in post offices all year, as CNN showed us over and over throughout the day. Of course I ended up in a post office today, because I'm just that disorganized. But I was smart enough to bring reading material. Never, ever go anywhere without bringing a good book. Or hand lotion, at this time of year.
|Monday, December 13th, 2004|
Don't ever go to a mall any time remotely near to Christmas because they are a giant sea of chaos. Unless you like that giant sea of chaos. All the lights and colors made me so overstimulated that I felt I must be about to have a seizure or something (not that I am prone to them, but I'm studying them in school so I'm constantly thinking about them). And we didn't find anything anyhow - not that it was clear exactly what we were looking for. There is a new Discovery Store in the Cherry Hill Mall which contains little rubbery thingys that light up when you squeeze them. Inna was going to buy some for everyone she knew except that they were $8 each.
We had relatives here this weekend. Now we have fewer relatives and lots of leftovers.
|Friday, December 10th, 2004|
A blog quiz has just informed me that I am from the planet Mercury and I am very talkative and never leave home without my cell phone.
I am so disillusioned that those quizzes might not be 100% infallible. Am I really that talkative?
I only leave home with my cell phone on days when I can actually find it. I don't mind the planet Mercury, though. At least parts of it are warm.
|Friday, December 3rd, 2004|
|Fear my hair of death!
I hate winter.
I used to have nice long hair, but now that it is winter it has turned into the Evil Static Hair of Death. I shall have to restrain it to keep it from killing anyone. Maybe I will wear a turban or something.
Did I mention I hate winter? Current Mood: grumpy