My Day:
-woke up at 11am (yesterday was a long long day, so this was hardly enough sleep, even though I woke up kind of late).
-took a shower, went to IHOP, got an omlette.
-got to work at 12pm.
-tried to open a box at 12:30pm, sliced a big part of my arm out with a razor in the process.
-cried in the back of the store and freaked out about what we should do (it was the nastiest cut I’ve ever had).
-left work at 12:50pm to go to the ER.
-sat in the waiting room and then in my own curtained room for a few hours doing nothing.
-had my arm admired by the nurses (“that’s such a nice cut! it’s a textbook wound! we should take a picture!”).
-had my arm stitched up at 4:45pm. Six stitches. I got to pick my color, at least.
-signed some papers and left the ER at 5pm.
-went home and ate dinner, picked up a pizza to take to people at work.
-went back to work (because they were real short staffed today and I felt bad about skipping out of my shift after only half an hour) at 6pm, brought the pizza with me.
-did some work for a few hours, left at 9:30pm, stole coffee.
-and now I am here.
The day seemed so eventful as it was happening, but looking back, it was a pretty lame day. I took some pictures of my “beautiful wound,” but I’ll spare you guys the mess. Actually, I would not care about keeping the mess concealed, but I have yet to figure out how to get the pictures from my phone onto my computer. There’s some issues with the insurance now, because it’s a worker’s (workman’s?) comp situation and yeah. Hopefully it’ll all work out.
It seems that project: move out of parent’s house and get an apartment is a no-go. To be honest, I am not surprised, but in the end not so dissapointed. The timing is not right yet, and I can deal with it. Amy and I have decided that instead of blowing our money on an apartment, we’re going to blow it on a trip. I might end up going to New York for a second time this year. Wee.
The other day I cashed in the coins from my last three weeks of tips and bought a new outfit and Season 3 of gilmore girls. I’m going to go watch a few episodes and get some sleep.
aww, I’m sorry to hear about your cut. But on another note, I’m moving out in august [I'll clarify later if you want to know]. But I won’t be living in Long Beach til I’m done with school. I hope everything works out for you.
ahhhh poor jimmy. thanks for calling me and letting me know you were ok! such a trooper for going back to work!! [[[[[
Moodies, you should know, that you started something big. Everybody and their mom was like… You’re such a trooper! And then I was like… ah Moodies thought of it first. I ♥ you more than spaghetti.
yeah, incisions are great fun on the arms. good luck with school! i’ll be finishing at lbcc by this time next year, but of course have no clue of where i’m going afterward. at least i finally picked a major!
WHOA. more than spaghetti?! that IS love.
oh yah, and about getting the picture from your phone to to computer:
our phone company should have a link on their site when you log into your account…
but on your phone you:
1. select the picture
2. go to your pictures menu and then select “send to my album”
and it should be on the site in a matter of seconds.