Myheartisgoingtoburst. OMG. Goro. Goro~~!! And Tsuyoshi is looking awesome. Shingo, why so serious? Nakai is ever the pimp and I don't need to comment on Takuya, you'll all be doing that for me anyway. But Goro! Aaaaiii. Plus Megumi from CS says she'll pick up the whole tour merch line for me. Shipping is going to cost me an arm and a leg, but it'd be worth it! PLZ SMAP. Black, white and red is classic, but your concert merch must be LOUD AND COLORFUL AND OBNOXIOUS. PLZZZZZZZZ. Also, the merch list came out and looks like SMAP is going to be selling BOOTS? And sandles? What the hell? To buy everything it'd come out to a little over 400.00 USD. Plus shipping? Oh SMAP. Why you do this to me?


In other news....

I have not written in over a week! I have been uber busy with work. I'll try to break it all down for you. First with work, we had two residents pass away, opted not to go to either funeral. Pulled some 12 hour shifts due to lack of charting. I have an annoying lady in the office on my back about lack of charting and how 'july sucked'. ~_~;; We went under survey and had a lady followed my entire routine, everything from report, to med pass, to charting and she listened in to every phone call I made. It was horrible. It was the longest day ever. We called the cops over because a resident was being 5150. AND a coworker has a stalker of some sort who carries a gun and somehow he got into the building and looked around for her and we had the cops come over, AGAIN. Basically everyone in our town hates my place of work because they are always under the crazy impression that the cops are here taking US away, when it's everyone else that has the issues.

One of my coworkers is having a birthday coming up, so we are all going to a strip club to see what will happen. I have only been to a strip club once and it was so packed and all the 'talent' was busy, so we ended up just watching everything. So what the hell is Strip Club etiquette? Halloween is coming up, so I threw up a paper so that everyone can write their theme/ideas down and so far we have SOME BAD ONES. "Filipino for a day" and "animal planet" just what the hell do these mean? I can't even think of some stereotypes of a Filipino. Now mind you, the majority of the people who make up the staff is Filipino. But still. How wrong is that?

Racquetball is fun and I love going and love to talk to people, but one coworker who I try to drag to these things just refuses to go and instead will only go if we hang out on the guy's side of the gym and my friend is super annoyed that all the guys talk to me, rather than her. My friend goes into the gym wearing jewelry, open toe shoes and makeup. I wear bandshirts and it's the one thing that guys come up to talk about. They usually assume I don't know the band outside their singles, but I'm the type of fan that's all about the b-sides, so yeah. They catch on quick that I can back up what I can wear. They are cool to talk to, but my coworker goes about it all wrong. If you are going to treat every guy as a potential boyfriend and act all clingy the minute they show interest you aren't going to get anywhere. Plus this bitch has the nerve to tell all my coworkers today that I'm the one that's clingy to these guys. WTH. This is why it's so damn hard to be friends with girls, they always have these secret feelings deep down that's it's all a competition. *sigh* That and when I realize my female friends are this way, I have that misery feelings of not having Gwendy. She was so good to me, no competition and no front, it was all love from her.

Been watching HOUSE and it's really GOOD. The office politics, the cast of characters and the clinic side stories are so REAL. Plus it doesn't hurt that one of the guys on the show is major eyecandy and one of the older ladies on the show is kick ass. Getting started on season two.

A month ago I was back on wellbutrin and I doubled my dosage and I feel really-good. On the pain front I feel like my pain has been cut in half. I told myself if it went back to level where I could managed and not have it effect my daily life and work, that I would never talk about it again. So, I don't want to talk anymore, or at LEAST not as much. The happiness I feel to have a bit of my life back again is amazing. Also, I realize when you talk about your pain or whenever I talked about my eye and it's lesions. Again, this is talking not complaining, I deal with what I have, but I notice when people realize you have an issue they avoid you or have no use for you.

Blah, too long of an entry. Don't let me go that long without writing. I still have to write about an incredibly awkward JE meetup, the music I have been listening to and some pics I took the other day. Another entry, another time.