December 14th, 2005

beep squeal squeal. Long pause, race down.

So i am taking a phlebotomy course.

then i am moving. and i want it to be somewhere new. so newyork is lookinggood.

Maybe they would accept me to bethel. Maybe bethel needs baristas that are trained in phlebotomy.

i can make a mean latte.

I can draw some mean blood. its a lot like pulling shots.

time to eat and then work.

come see me i am the one with big hair (needs a cut) and sleepy eyes.

i went to the hall to go out in service, no one was there! there is always tomorrow. or is there?