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1. Ever punch someone in the face?
not in the face, no.

2. How old are you?
28.

3. Are you single or taken?
single.

4. Eat with your hands or utensils?
wait...  u mean hands aren't utensils?

5. Do you dream at night?
yeah, but i remember more if i sleep on my back.

6. Ever seen a corpse?
yup.

7. have you ever wished someone dead?
never.

8. Do You Like Bush?
as in 'pubes'?   sure, as long as they're not outta control.  a big Bush is an occupational hazard.

9. Whats your philosophy on life? and death?
be in this moment.  "even the sun will die."  (borrowed from e. tolle)

10. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
i'm an eagle scout.

11. do you trust the police?
sure.

12. Do you like country music?
sure.

13. If you could change anything about yourself would you?
nah.

14. Batman or Superman?
Optimus Prime.

15. What do you wear to sleep?
underwear & a t-shirt.

16. Have you ever peed in a pool? while you were still in it?
uh, yeah.  duh.

18. Would I hide evidence for you if you asked me to?
how much does it pay?

bout to wrap up the second semester of paramedic school.  went to the memorial of the Oklahoma City Federal Building bombing that occurred in 1995.  very moving. 

gonna take a nap & then study for finals.

Wow, it's been nearly a month since my last post.  Didn't realize it'd been that long.  Thankfully things have calmed down since that last post.  I write this from Memphis Fire Department, Station 21 -- which is home to MFD [EMS] Unit 7.   The majority of my Paramedic II field clinicals will be on Unit 7, which is one of the newer-style red ambulances   (pic courtesy of memphisfire.net).   This is my second day with Unit 7;  everything I've seen thus far has been pretty routine.   18yo male, syncope.  Awake upon arrival although somewhat lethargic.  Vitals, oxygen, INT, EKG, transport. 16yo female, panic attack @ dance competition.  c/o numbness & tingling in face & hands (most likely due to hyperventilation).  Vitals, EKG;  mom wasn't on scene UOA but we spoke with her via telephone & she asked that we wait for her to arrive.  No transport.  94yo female, nausea &  vomiting X few days, change in level of responsiveness.  Minimally responsive UOA, vitals all WNL.  O2 sat was 92%;  nasal cannula.  NS via IV, approx 400 mL;  EKG (although there was no complaint of chest pain, we're taught to do it for geriatric patients regardless of chief complaint.  and I needed an EKG for skills check-off). (to be continued)

Douglas Coupland is an amazing writer.  He's the guy that coined the term "Generation X" way back in the day.  His newest novel The Gum Thief was released recently. It's "a story of love and looming apocalypse set in the aisles of an office supply superstore." I've read to Page 80 so far, and it kicks ass.  (It = the novel, not just Page 80). more l8r.

Tomorrow I start my new job working for Rural/Metro, the ambulance company that provides ambulance service for Shelby County. I've got three days of "Third Party" rides, which means I'll be riding along with other crews to observe. Friday is my first day actually working by myself; well, there'll be a driver & me. If anything interesting happens I'll be sure to post.  Of course, due to HIPAA, there won't be any personally identifiable information. that's all for now.

I got to the pool party rather late: 10pm probably; nearly everyone was gone by the time I arrived.

Sat on the patio with three cool guys, drinking heineken light, bud light, and I’m sure a Miller High Life was in there somewhere, too. Skinny dipping was mentioned several times during conversation. Personally, I’ve never been skinny dipping. At least not that I can remember right now. Drunk girls arrive & depart shortly thereafter.

Enter tequila shots. (Other than my goal of finding a man to play with, I had another goal in mind, and that goal was to get drunk. Tequila seems a logical route, right? I tend to think so.)

It was finally decided that we’d move to the not-so-hot tub; “not-so-hot” because the heater wasn’t on. At the time, we thought it was broken. Several days afterward, though, we found an extra switch that we’d neglected to flip. But I digress...
I ran inside to pee & came outside to find two of our party already in the hot tub. “Where’s X,” I wonder, while standing @ the side of the hot tub. It was dark, and the tub lights were off, so I couldn’t see if they were wearing their trunks or not... so I’m like, ‘oh, they’re already naked.’

I was just drunk enough not to care, so I got naked & prepared to hop in, only to realize miliseconds later that they weren’t naked.

Oops.

Grab trunks; cover crotch.

I’m told I should be proud of what I’ve got, but still, I’m not used to being naked in group settings.

X came back just in time, assuring me that yes, it’s cool to get naked. Whew. X and I jumped in, sans trunks. The 4 of us drank more beer, X & I more tequila shots. Eventually a third pair of trunks emerged from the water, but the fourth guy never got naked. They finally went to “bed.” Hey, I’m not suggesting anything here. Seriously. I couldn’t tell what was going on with those two, if anything.

X & I stayed in the not-so-hot tub for a while, drank tequila shots from the bottle (who needs a shot glass?), & chased it with lukewarm bud light. Naked fun continued for quite a while, until we finally decided that our being in a hot tub was counter productive to our efforts. We went inside, took a shower, & messed-around for about another hour, but we were both too drunk to get off.  We eventually passed out, snuggledy-like. 

Hot guy.  Hot fun.

off to a small get-together.  maybe there'll be a hot guy there to mac on.  or is it "mack?"  who knows.  i just know i want a boy -- or man -- to play with.  hell, a hot woman would be cool too.  not out of despiration.  not at all.  i dig chicks lately.  but men are easier.