Happy Belated Thanksgiving!!!!!

As we come into the Christmas season, here's a little passage to give ya'll a little something to think about:

"As the old man walked the beach at dawn, he noticed a young man ahead of him flinging starfish into the sea. When the old man caught up with the youth he asked him why he was doing this. The young man responded that the starfish would die if left until the morning sun. 'But the beach goes on for miles and there are millions of starfish, how can your effort possibly make a difference,' countered the other. The young man looked at the starfish in his hand and then tossed it to safety in the waves. 'it makes a difference to this one,' he answered." Minnesota Literacy Council.

Jaime Lee Curtis is a hermaphrodite, who knew?

Song lyrics for today:
Joydrop "I sometimes wanna die"

Don't worry about one thing
Don't worry about nothing
She said I'm not gone let this one go
Nobody's on my side
Nobody seems to see
How much, how deep, how far these things can be

My eyes are dry and
I, I still don't even know you
I, I still wish that I could hold you
I, I sometimes wanna die

And you were the start
And now you are the end
And you left me with nothing to defend
I need the voice of a good friend

Can't stop myself from laughing
No matter how sad these things can be
These things can be

My eyes are dry
And I, I still don't even know you
I, I still wish that I could hold you
I, I sometimes wanna die


Well, I must say that experimental psych. class just keeps getting more and more interesting. It's not interesting because of all the amazing experimental psychology related things we're learning, no way. It's interesting because we never really learn a damn thing in that class.
Take last class for example, we spent the entire 45 minutes and then the hour long lab discussing the ins and outs of drunken farting, the fact that Jamie Lee Curtis was born with boy and girl parts, and my all time favorite...furry vaginas. Last weeks topic of discussion included more furry vaginas, sagging breasts, and a satirical commercial for a nut bra (that's right, a bra to hold up old guys sagging nut sacks).
And this is the teacher that told me that the class was so important, that if I stayed for the second half next semester, I would fail because I would have to miss some of the classes. Yeah, this was a thousand dollars well spent (note my sarcasm).

Anyways, I went to the doctor yesterday. It went fairly well. She did most of what she was supposed to do, with the exception of actually measuring my stomach. I also was scheduled for an ultrasound and have officially switched from the crappy little pregnancy clinic to the actual doctor's office (maybe my test results will actually come in now). All in all, I'm relatively pleased, although I'm still considering changing doctors if she doesn't start measuring my stomach, which is a relatively basic and important thing to do. We'll see I guess.

Hello my luvs

Halloween was good this year. Nicole actually walked almost the whole way without me carrying her. I was kinda pissed off though cuz Joe was all like, "yeah, I'll be there. Wait for me. I'll definitely be home before it's time for trick or treating". WRONG! He stayed at work an extra two hours and missed the whole damn thing. Nikki was kind of upset about that but there wasn't anything I could do. She had a good time otherwise though.

On a totally different note, I'm kinda pissed about something else too. I know, I'm complaining a lot today, I'm sorry. I am seriously concerned though. I've been to the obstetrician like 5 times now, never once has she measured my stomach to see if my uterus is growing like it should, not one time. She's never felt my stomach to see if it was growing properly, I'm like 20 weeks pregnant and all she's ever done is listen to the heartbeat. She had to send away for a test because there was something slightly abnormal, that was like 8 or 9 weeks ago and she says she still doesn't have the results, but I've got the damn bill! WTF?! Her nurses were also supposed to schedule an ultrasound for me right after my last appointment. They've had 5 weeks (because she cancelled my appointment for this week) to call me and schedule it...they never called me except to tell me that she wasn't go to be there this week. I even told them when they called that I needed to schedule for it, they completely ignored me. I mean, I really would like to get another doctor. Unfortunately in this tiny backwater town there are only three obstetrician and they're all partners with each other. I'd like to deliver at the hospital here because it's brand new and has a totally state of the art maternity ward, but I swear sometimes I really think I'd be better off with less technology if it meant I got a doctor that gave a damn. I mean, I know I'm on Medicaid and I'm poor, but Jesus!
Well, I'll let you know what happens at the next appointment and whether we've decided to stay with her or move on.