If you don't have anything good to say...

Why can't I let these boots go? I keep putting them in the Goodwill pile because I never have the nerve to wear them out. They're so hooker-y! But I love them, ha ha.

Watching a lot of Sex And The City... it motivates me to get back out there in the dating world. I told my sister last month that I would start dating again after she found a boyfriend, and it looks like she may have found someone already! Yikes... I didn't think she'd get one so quickly! Not because she's unlovable or anything, but because she's picky. The woman knows what she wants! Well, they've only been on one date, so I don't have to sweat anything yet... but we'll see. She's pretty confident that it's a done deal, so it probably is.

Another clinical down... only two more to go. And then it's back to regular lecture and lab. Today we worked in partners, so the bed baths weren't as bad as usual. It was the first time I bathed a man, though. I was so nervous about it, I don't know why. It's not like I've never seen a penis before. I've just never washed one, I guess. Not before today. Piece of cake. Actually easier than bathing the women. I guess I was nervous because some of my classmates had their patients get a hard-on while they were bathing them, and I didn't want to deal with that. But my patient didn't do that- should I be offended? Ha ha, just kidding! But one girl told me a guy jacked off in front of her, in the middle of his shower, so she just left the room and came back in when he was done. Our patient was a total gentleman, though, and was totally used to the drill, so it wasn't any big deal at all.

Still hanging out with the ex every Monday night, watching Bill Maher and doing my laundry at his house. Next week would be our one-year anniversary, so it might be weird if we hang out. Or not!

Well, I didn't think I had anything to say, but I logged in anyway and ended up saying a lot. Guess that's what happens when you're a chatty cathy blabber mouth.

Movie, Class Monotony

Picked up my stuff from the editor last week. So she's officially off the picture. Posted an ad up on Craigslist for a new editor, and of course it was red-flagged within like ten minutes. Happens to me every time. Even though I explain I'm a starving artist paying out of pocket, some paranoid artist always gets freaked out thinking I'm some corporation out to screw them over or something. And I understand that. But c'mon. Before it got tore down, one dude responded, so we'll see how that goes. When that happens I'm always suspicious that the one person who got through before it was taken down, red-flagged it after replying himself to ensure he'd get the job. If that's the case, works for me. It at least shows he's hungry! I don't care as long as the job gets done.

There was more drama when the guy who cleaned up the movie's sound couldn't find the files for the movie. He'd sent the link to our old editor like six months ago and she never downloaded them or responded to my inquiries (and the links are now expired), and so he went on with his life, thinking he could erase the project. But no, it turns out we still needed them! Long story short, he was able to unearth them after looking for a few days. But it was total panic attack time last week.

Gave ex-boyfriend's son the painting he requested for his birthday. They both really liked it. Far from Picasso, but I think I get a smidge better with each one. Making one for my brother's birthday now, too. Very, very time consuming. But I owe him a lot, so it's worth it. Hope it doesn't suck! If it does, he can give it to his kids to paint over and play with. Whatever.

Class still dragging on. One girl (the one who demanded a ride of me) showed up to class drunk off her ass. I don't think the teacher noticed, but everyone sitting near her could smell the liquor. And she was acting kind of dopey. If I didn't drive to class I'd be tempted to do the same thing. She does like ten minutes of lecture and then the rest of the four + hours, the teacher just talks about her life and where she finds great sales and stuff. I prepare better for class when I substitute teach, and she's been teaching this same class for over ten years, so I don't know what her excuse is. You could be high as a kite and not miss much. Luckily I read the book so hopefully I should be able to pass the state boards either way. Knock on wood.

Well, if you can't tell, I could use some shut eye! G'night.

Finals

I focused on my studies last week and felt pretty prepared for my final on Wednesday. I'm not sure how I did, but I feel okay about it. We had a separate final for our clinical portion on Saturday (yesterday), and I got a 98% on it. The question I missed was a little shady, and I was going to contest it, but whatever, a 98 is still pretty good. This week the second half of the semester begins (the Home Health Aide portion).

I hate being in school while I'm in it, but when I wrap up a class, semester or school year, I'm so happy that I did it. It makes me feel like I was really productive that year. I don't say, where did my year go? Because I know that it went to a specific thing, so then it's okay.

I'm finally getting around to reading the last book in the Twilight series. It's pretty thick. I'm not as emotionally invested in it for some reason, though. I'm just reading it because I like to finish things I've started.

Speaking of finishing things you start, my editor dropped out on me. Totally understandable; it's been a few years now that she's worked on this. But it's frustrating because we're so close to the end. Like it was going to be done this June, and all she would have to do is hitch up the completed audio (done by somebody else) to the already-completed picture. We didn't have a falling out. She's just burned out and busy. So, whatever. I can't expect anything more than that when I'm not paying anyone. I appreciate the work she did do. I'm kind of scared to hand off everything to a stranger, so I think I'll try to bribe her to stick it out a little longer.

Filmmaking is a very lonely business. Not one person who started with me will cross the finish line with me, having stayed throughout the whole thing. I kind of want to recruit my crazy CNA friends to go into making movies with me, though... they're some real 'ride or die' chicks. The kind that would stay with you 'til the end. I was thinking about broaching it to a few on Friday, but then one of the girls surprised us all mid-story by re-enacting choking out her boyfriend on me and it got a little scary because I couldn't breathe. But honestly, after the shock wore off and I was able to catch my breath, it was just the funniest thing in the world! Maybe you had to be there. But it did make me wonder if it was a good idea to go into business with somebody who could choke somebody if she got mad enough. (I changed my mind about it being funny. See comments below).

My car broke down on me on Saturday after I finished my clinical. I dropped it off at my mechanic's shop. I was going to walk home the ten miles, or try to find a bus somewhere (he just moved to a remote, industrial area), but he insisted I take (one of?) his car (just a loan 'til he finishes fixing mine)! He's just the sweetest man in the world. He's offered it several times before (my car breaks down a lot... so much that I think people think I'm using it as an excuse, but I'm not), and I usually say no, but I was just too tired and defeated to say no this time. So I very gratefully took his sweet little Volvo home. I had a birthday party to go to that night, but was scared to let anything happen to his car, so I just stayed home. I plan to stay home today, too, except to pick up the material from my editor.

Which reminds me... I should probably start looking for a new editor now...