where all the nurses know your name

[27 Aug 2005 | Saturday]

4:42 AM - where all the nurses know your name
Current mood: recumbent

this week has been poignant.
i hate the word but what else can i say? it fits.
things i've gained (i prefer to think in credits);

1. three pounds (be it muscle or fat who can tell)
2. an obsession with derelict hospitals i.e. the charles camsell
3. a scab on my right hip
4. adhesive signs and a hygiene kit - i truly love you justin
5. anxiety towards intimacy
6. renewed tolerance for previously undigestable substances
and just tonight
7. guilt from being a truant to old friends
8. one shabbily bombed hill - i swear i will make the kinsmen area my bitch
9. one wayward cellular phone ejected somewhere along said bombed hill
10. sweatiest tshirt ever
11. undeniable soft spot for everyone i meet/know/see
12. mild self loathing
13. oh yeah, a first degree sprain in my left ankle also gained on mentioned shoddily navigated decline
14. COMMUTE HOME FROM BUDDY'S IN LESS THAN 30 MINUTES!!! with nothing but drunken imbalance and quadraceps to propel me
15. the recurring internal monologue "why did i do that? that wasn't me... because i wanted"

i've never gone to fifteen. i've never had a night like this one. tomorrow is here. goodnight moon. goodnight room. goodnight cowjumping over the moon. predictable, i know but it's in my system now.

ps. i asked my dad a lot of questions about the camsell. i'm getting used to this caretaker stuff. it's so strange to see him looking healthy when he's sicker than ever. they put steriods in drugs to make it look like your improving.

2 Comments - 2 Kudos

whoa.
i love lists. especially when all are taken as learned life experiences instead of material/emotional/mental/physical loss.

1. i truly empathize with seven of those listings. a different set of physical difficulties and technological gains/losses.
2. drinking and driving, not such a good idea. my girl was riding back from the dog after her birthday, skid in some sand (it was april), lost 1.5 teeth (the front ones), a cello recital (year end solo show), broke her face (in that way where she just had to wait out for it to heal unaided). be safe.
3. do they really put steroids in drugs?

Posted by Philip Pines(eme) on [29 Aug 2005 | Monday] at 7:39 PM

that was an amazing night and my favorite part was when we got home.

you said "i'm drinkin the last beer!"



stole the heart beating from my chest

Posted by lindsay lowhands(eme) on [16 Oct 2005 | Sunday] at 1:41 PM