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Not Photoshopped.

Even more random GW screens, because I feel like it. :p

( Desiree and her wardrobe. )

( Desiree kicking minotaur ass. )

Yeah, some of you out there have seen this before, but for those of you who haven't ... ;)

You scored as Combat Infantry. You're a combat infantry soldier,a grunt, a dogface, a footslogger. While some say your common, you're a really a disciplined person who realizes the importantce of working in a team, and in reality you and your comrades get most of the work done. This country needs more people like you. Your a brave, selfless person. And I salute you. TEN-HUT!!! </td> Combat Infantry 69% Special Ops 63% Medic 50% Officer 44% Engineer 38% Support Gunner 38% Artillery/Armor 31% Civilian 31% Which soldier type are you? created with QuizFarm.com

On the flipside, I think my wifi router at home has died. Not sure yet. I'm posting this from a CCSN terminal, and will probably get around to beating on said router later this afternoon.

Spring Heeled Jim, Necromancer and mighty slayer of livestock.

He looks like he's giving the Vulcan "Live long and prosper" salute, doesn't he?

Yeah, I'm still here, I still live. I've just been lazy about posting. :p Whatever. I'll try to stop by more often to babble into the void. ^^

Oh, yeah, if you can judge by the above picture, I'm still running around the Guild Wars game-verse. Natch, I wouldn't mind seeing more people join in, and since there's been a price cut on the game in retail .... plug plug plug. ;)

Hehe.

My fish died.

Yanked from rabbitucker:

Name six songs that you are currently digging ... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions and then list the six artists and the songs in your LiveJournal. Then tag six other people to see what they're listening to.

In no particular order:

French Traditional Drinking Song - "Chevaliers De La Table Ronde"
( Lyrics and English translation )

Johnny Cash - "The Man Comes Around"
( Lyrics )

Libera - "When A Knight Won His Spurs"
( Lyrics )

The Smiths - "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now"
( Lyrics )

Pulp - "Glory Days"
( Lyrics )

Divine? Vaselines? Unknown? - "You Think You're A Man"
( Looks innocent enough but it's sung by a GUY )

Not tagging anyone. Do it if you want.

I think I might actually have a job. I won't know until next week with 100% certainty, but it's highly likely I'll land a part-time job sticking hapless patients with needles.

... I exploded so many hand veins in the ER last night. It's kind of a problem trying to find any veins at all when junkies keep being swept off the street and into ER, and they have no veins left. Sheesh. I have no idea why they were in ER anyway. See, there's two major hospitals right across the street from each other, Valley and University Medical Center (UMC). Valley has the reputation of cardiac infarctions, respiratory distress and where people go to shuffle off the mortal coil (not because the staff is badly trained, just that it so happens). UMC gets the joy of car accidents, gunshot wounds, drug overdoses, etc. So if a violent trauma (or if it's pediatric) case shows up in Valley ER, nine times out of ten, they'll literally be taken across the street to the UMC ER instead.

Go figure.

I have discovered Guild Wars.

@_@;;;;

I'm enjoying this way too much. Anyone else on it?

I've been having a bad sort of week.

Not really in the mood to talk about it.

I will say it's still being worked out.

"Working it out" may require having to leave a trail of broken bodies in my wake.

I have no problems with that.

Blame potterpuffs.

Ja, ja, I'm here. I've just had nothing interesting to say, so why blather on?

Anyhow, I've been quite enjoying sticking people with needles. Enough to frighten my coworkers I think. This last Thursday I was apparently extremely bouncy and hyper. As in, "Oooooh! I wanna go stick 'im! Pick me pick me!" when lab orders were handed out. w00t.

Sunday, I got to work in the ER for my shift. Not particularly exciting, except the computer system went down for the entire hospital for three hours, at which point everyone and their crazy old mothers decided to descend on the ER at the same time.

My favorite of the night was getting to deal with the yuppie who was driving the ER docs and nurses mad with her demands and expectations for service the equivalent of a five-star hotel. She still yapping away when I put the tourniquet on her (complaining about that too). I ended up going at her with the 20ml large syringe, stuck in extra hard. The attending doc ordered a complete battery of lab tests on her, so I had an excuse for filling the syringe up to the top, all 20mls.. I have no idea why that woman was in ER, maybe except for being an ass, as she wasn't injured in any visible way, wasn't impaired, or anything else. Just taking up bed space from people who actually needed it. Sheesh.

I hate losing touch with characters I've created. They're starting to slip from my conciousness, and it seems I can't stop it.

Dammit.

Cold Hearted You're 13% human!

You don't really care about your fellow humans...and you DEFINATELY don't care a flying rat's behind about animals. I would say that something in your childhood probably caused you to be this way...but I'm not a shrink, so I let you figure out what went wrong.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 10% on humanitypoints

Link: The Are You Human? Test written by YellowLoofah on Ok Cupid

I have this deep, deep, uncontrollable URGE to SET FIRE to something. Right now. For no reason.

Anyone else ever get like that?

Kosh is toast.

Or at least, his O/S drive (partitions C & D) is completely and utterly shot. The repair tech I took him to might be able to recover the My Documents folder off of it, which is good, but that means I still lose Adobe Photoshop, Paintshop Pro, WinAmp Classic, likely ALL my fonts, etc.

Fortunately the slush drive (E, G & H) has survived, which means 95% of all my data is intact. It's just going to be a bitch missing that remaining 5% and all that software. The old 120GB slush drive is going to be turned into the new O/S drive and partition, with the O/S on C, and important programs like Photoshop on D. All the crap (which is a LOT) on E, G & H is going to moved onto the new 200GB puppy that I'm throwing into Kosh's encounter suit (also known as his six bay tower case).

With luck though, I might actually have a job to pay for all that shit, if the lab manager decides to hire me on. I got done with my first week of phelbotomy rotations. It's actually been pretty cool, not nearly as stressful as the rest of the techs make it out to be. Even being repeatedly referred to as a "vampire" by the rest of the hospital staff and patients doesn't bother me (did I mention the bloodwork lab is in a windowless basement?). Really, the only thing that bothers me is the bedridden patients who haven't gotten a good sponge bath. It's not their fault, though; it's the damn nurse's.