Poor Dr. Ramano...
2005-Jul-26, Tuesday 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msmoonBut anyway. So we got up, we got ready and headed over to my cousin’s house to clean. We cleaned till around 10:30ish. We stopped ‘cause Mom had mopped the floors. We had brought bottles of water, so we sat in the living room, and drank our bottled water while enjoying their very (very very) nice entertainment center. We happened to see that ER was on, and Mom likes that, so we watched it. While watching ER, I had a revalation...
I’m extrememly menstral.
Today...on ER. Dr. Ramano died. Does anyone know ER? Dr. Ramano is the jerk. He’s the one everyone loves to hate. Earlier in the season, he’d somehow gotten his arm ripped off in a helicopter accident. He now has a fake arm. No big deal. They ask him to go up to the roof and give one of their patients a personal item. He got up there and had a flash back. He couldln’t stay. He goes all the way down to the ground to take a breather. There’s a loud exploseion above, fire falls around his feet, he looks up...and the helicopter is falling ...right...towards...him. He was crushed and incinerated under the helicopter...
I wanted to cry.
I don’t particularly like ER. It’s not bad; it’s not wonderful, s’allright. It’s one of the shows my mom watches...I wanted to cry when the jerk died. I think that means I’m menstral.
This was reinforced later in the day, when I heard someone on the Cosby show singing the The Grapes of Wrath and I nearly got the hiccups form sobbing. /sigh
I hate it when this happens. I’m more tired than usual, I’m extrememly cranky and moody, I’m emotional and weepy, and I’m always aching and hurting. It’s not a good time for anything.
Oh, and I have to go hand in a resume tomorrow. I called in to that add and they asked me to come in and fill out a application and hand in a resume. But I write fast, so hopefully it won’t really take that long. I hate having to dress up when I feel like I’m as big as whale. But anyway, on to what happened today.
After we finished up cleaning it was around 11:30ish. We left there, and went to Target. They have these things called California closets which are basically these smaller sections (Examples: Top 1, Top 2, Bottom 1, Bottom 2) of shelves and drawers and such that you just stack together or next to each other. It’s much taller and neater looking (not to mention nicer looking) than my dresser. I’ve had my eye on them for quite a while now, but they just went on sale, so I had to get at least one. In the end, I bought one of the more expensive ones and Mom pitched in and bought one of the cheapest ones. So I have 2 so far. I want at least 4...I don’t need the hanger thing, or the hamper thing...I don’t really need the shoe thing either so I just want everything else. At least I have some, and I’m on my way.
Then we came home...I did a bunch of things that I can’t even remember. I took a nap...and then I woke up hungry and sweaty. So I mentioned that I was hungry and Mom said as soon as I showered she’d cook, so I jumped in the shower. We had...fired butterflied shrim and green beens. I was surprised, because I actually liked the shrim, and they were like store bote and frozen./shrug Who knew?
I finally got on the computer and started going through the CDs I have EQ pics burned. Then I brought them onto the hard drive and went to the characters of Rodcet Nife to put the proper names on their files...only to find out these weren’t the most recent files. So I had to research for the most recent pics, then I had to find out which files I’d misnamed and rename them. It was really hectic.
Then I started typing up my entry for today and got really really distracted by watching Whose Line is it Anyway..God, Love that show.
And that’s all for today. I hope tomorrow will be better. Goodnight.
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