Something of a check in.
So... I haven't blogged in a while.
Why?
Well, because the real world is kicking my head in.
I decided to do a diver medic course, which makes me more certified than the most advanced American EMTs (I can insert a surgical chest drain now) and frankly? The bar for this class was pretty high.
I've hurdled over it, though. The only perfect 100% on quizzes so far, the only person to pick out and find a partially collapsed lung out of a pile of shitty X-rays. The only person to make ALL correct diagnosis after exams during my A&E (Emergency Room) hours.
Yes, folks.. they let me near live patients!
(And all except for the DOAs, they are STILL alive, thank you!)
So yeah, I've kicked ass, and I deserve to be here. I've proven myself in the hospital to the doctors, patients, my instructor and my classmates who are all older, more experienced and better educated. I've been freaking awesome.
But...
What really sucks is that I had to sell my rebreather to afford it.
Yup.
Gutting.
What sucked even more?
My boyfriend got to take it to Florence to deliver it. I didn't even get to say goodbye! While I was slaving away in class, he was exploring Pisa. Obviously, there is a little bitterness mixed in now. I actually speak a decent amount of Italian! Where is the justice?! Doing this class means spending the week in Aberdeen, going home for Fri and Sat, then coming back up for the second week.
It's all over now, though. Tomorrow and the next day are just tests. In 48 hours, I'll be all snuggled up with him and hopefully about to instigate 'I-missed-you-sex'
In actual atheism news, I've got a major problem.
Colin wants to go to Las Vegas.
Fuck.
Now, I went to UNLV, and I've got friends there that offered us a place.
He took me to HIS home here in Scotland, because I wanted to come and explore. That means I'm rather obligated to return the favor, right?
Uh oh.
Las Vegas is about 300 miles from my Bible thumping, Republican, fundy relatives.
And I haven't seen them in about four years.
That means I'd sort of HAVE to introduce him, meet up with them, do the family thing...and keep my mouth shut.
He wont' care. I've warned them that they are nuts. it's me I'm ore concerned about.
The alternative is to not tell anyone I'm in town, but I don't know how well that will work. I know people. They know people. No one ever keeps their mouth shut, and I can only imagine the hurt feelings if I get found out.
We also might be spending a few months there.
Perish the thought.
The longer I'm in town, the greater the risk of being found out.
Uuuggh..
Anyway, I'm very, very sick and somehow need to survive two more days.
Having some technical difficulties getting on TA from home, so once I'm back, I might still be scarce for a while.
Oh yeah.
Send me stuff.
No. Seriously.
Someone use the new gift giving thingie. I want toys!
Do it.
Doooo it.
Why?
Well, because the real world is kicking my head in.
I decided to do a diver medic course, which makes me more certified than the most advanced American EMTs (I can insert a surgical chest drain now) and frankly? The bar for this class was pretty high.
I've hurdled over it, though. The only perfect 100% on quizzes so far, the only person to pick out and find a partially collapsed lung out of a pile of shitty X-rays. The only person to make ALL correct diagnosis after exams during my A&E (Emergency Room) hours.
Yes, folks.. they let me near live patients!
(And all except for the DOAs, they are STILL alive, thank you!)
So yeah, I've kicked ass, and I deserve to be here. I've proven myself in the hospital to the doctors, patients, my instructor and my classmates who are all older, more experienced and better educated. I've been freaking awesome.
But...
What really sucks is that I had to sell my rebreather to afford it.
Yup.
Gutting.
What sucked even more?
My boyfriend got to take it to Florence to deliver it. I didn't even get to say goodbye! While I was slaving away in class, he was exploring Pisa. Obviously, there is a little bitterness mixed in now. I actually speak a decent amount of Italian! Where is the justice?! Doing this class means spending the week in Aberdeen, going home for Fri and Sat, then coming back up for the second week.
It's all over now, though. Tomorrow and the next day are just tests. In 48 hours, I'll be all snuggled up with him and hopefully about to instigate 'I-missed-you-sex'
In actual atheism news, I've got a major problem.
Colin wants to go to Las Vegas.
Fuck.
Now, I went to UNLV, and I've got friends there that offered us a place.
He took me to HIS home here in Scotland, because I wanted to come and explore. That means I'm rather obligated to return the favor, right?
Uh oh.
Las Vegas is about 300 miles from my Bible thumping, Republican, fundy relatives.
And I haven't seen them in about four years.
That means I'd sort of HAVE to introduce him, meet up with them, do the family thing...and keep my mouth shut.
He wont' care. I've warned them that they are nuts. it's me I'm ore concerned about.
The alternative is to not tell anyone I'm in town, but I don't know how well that will work. I know people. They know people. No one ever keeps their mouth shut, and I can only imagine the hurt feelings if I get found out.
We also might be spending a few months there.
Perish the thought.
The longer I'm in town, the greater the risk of being found out.
Uuuggh..
Anyway, I'm very, very sick and somehow need to survive two more days.
Having some technical difficulties getting on TA from home, so once I'm back, I might still be scarce for a while.
Oh yeah.
Send me stuff.
No. Seriously.
Someone use the new gift giving thingie. I want toys!
Do it.
Doooo it.
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Comment by Dave G on October 14, 2009 at 2:30pm -
First, congrats on acing your course.
As for Vegas, I'd say that at least one visit with the parents is probably going to be hard, if not impossible, to escape. They would find out if you were in town and didn't visit, and with a visit measured in months, you can't really claim a lack of time. At least 300 miles is enough that you won't be expected to visit daily, or worse, stay with them for the duration.
You might consider scheduling your visit to Vegas to coincide with the next TAM, which will probably be next July or thereabouts. Phil Plait, The Amazing Randi, Penn & Teller and more will be there.
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Comment by Misty: Baytheist Living! on October 14, 2009 at 2:43pm -
You didn't send me a gift, Dave.
Now see if I start a political party and overturn the U.S government with you.
Jerk.
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Comment by Dave G on October 14, 2009 at 3:15pm
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You didn't send me one either, Misty. I've remedied that, have you?
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Comment by Misty: Baytheist Living! on October 14, 2009 at 3:17pm
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No.
I haven't.
Mainly because I've got no proof of your words.
Where is my gift?! I don't see nothing!
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Comment by Dave G on October 14, 2009 at 3:44pm
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Check your page, Misty. It ought to be there. Unless the T|A version of UPS mis-routed it, of course.
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Comment by Doug Reardon on October 14, 2009 at 3:58pm -
A few months in Vegas, don't worry about it, they'll never know you where there unless you tell them. If on the off chance that you did run into someone you know (other than an immediate family member or ex lover), just feign ignorance and say (in your best fake Scottish accent): I'm sorry but you are confusing me with someone else and walk on.
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Comment by Misty: Baytheist Living! on October 14, 2009 at 4:07pm
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Doug,
Great advice. Really great advice.. and since an ex recently and incorrectly accused me of the same thing, it might just work. Apparently I DO have a double there somewhere.
P.S Where is my gift, biotch?! How dare you address my blog without sending me stuff?!
Dave-
I know. I saw that one.
I want another.
Seriously.
But yes. A visit will be in order. I'll keep the ball in my court and make them come to ME!
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Comment by Dave G on October 14, 2009 at 4:20pm
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I'd send another, but there is a dearth of alcohol on the gift list.
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Comment by Matthew on October 14, 2009 at 7:35pm -
Congrats on the course Misty! The relative thing, let them know your in town but going to be busy, meet once a few days after you get there and just keep saying your busy. I am also not really close to my family either, so this works pretty well for me, but Chicago is a bigger city than Vegas though.
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Comment by Wesley on October 14, 2009 at 11:08pm -
Yes... congrats on being better than everyone... LOL But we already knew that didn't we? Seriously its awesome... and don't worry.. what Happens in Vegas stays in vegas until you get your credit card statement. Oh and your present is on the way.. as soon as I figure out how to send one.
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