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Listening to Morrissey tonight and looking at old pictures. What an extreme example of ‘bittersweet.’

So this EMT thing is happening fast. Wasn’t it just like last week that I was doing my little dance of joy for having a title? Well now the jobbyjob has happened, and like most medical shenanigans, its weird. I’m workin’ for Medcor. They staff such famous San Diego stalwarts as the Zoo, the Wild Animal Park, and the newfangled Legoland. You get hurt there, and you’re stuck with me. Mwa ha ha continue evil genius laugh ad infinitum

The thing is, this is my first real job. Well, I guess I mean traditional job. I’ve been a writer. I’ve given resumes and writing samples. I’ve very rarely filled out applications for things, especially not seriously. And definitely without checkboxes for “Have you been vaccinated for Hepatitis-B?” I’m 22 and I’ve never really dealt with shifts and stuff like that. Most people deal with that in high school. I just never had that kind of job. So its a scary paradigm shift.

Though the scariest thing is that I’ll generally be working alone. So if five people have heart attacks at once, I’m screwed. But I get to try and become awesome at treating kids before I get a “real” EMT job. We’ll see. All I know is that I’d best be getting some free Legos, or else the streets of Legoland shall run red. Stackable red.

This search should not take so long to render… :)

…I thought I might use Alternate for what it might as well be: a weblog.



If you don’t know, Denver has 2 great bookstore, a chain called ‘Tattered Cover.’ And despite its weathered-sounding name, the books are all new. Since I’ve been trying to make my own Mexian food recently and have had moderate success, I figured I’d learn from someone on PBS and buy Rick Bayless’s Mexican Kitchen, and on the way to the register, I happened to see Myself When I Am Real, a biography of Charles Mingus. Satisfied that I correctly used that title for a self-given assignment about Mingus, I bought it.



So who wants chipotle shrimp and the best jazz on the planet, ever? I’m thinking of having a party.

“e. DIGITALS ODYSSEY 1000 ESTABLISHES NEW STANDARD IN DIGITAL ENTERTAINMENT”


Or maybe that should say “e.Digital’s Odyssey completely rips off a standard in digital entertainment set by Apple almost a year ago and will not be surprised when they get sued for copyright infringement like eMachines and FuturePower.”

.huh, .wtf? I dunno ‘bout the name change. Pretty much sucks.

And I have a job interview tomorrow. Like for a real-type job. Pray. For. Mojo.

Because of my relatively new position as full-time parent, MacWorld Expo NY kind of took me by surprise. Among the new-fangled Apple-riffic items:

1. 17” iMac, $100 less than high-end iMac previous


2. New .Mac services, basically a pay-version of iTools


3. New iSync, iCal, iChat, iTunes software. iTunes at v3.


4. iPods: 5,10&20gb models, 5gb $100 cheaper than before. Official Windows support.


5. Jaguar: OSX 10.2, August 24. $130, which seems like a lot to me just for an upgrade.

Read about why i’m not going to use toast anymore. Good discussion about it here.

So as of today I’m an EMT. Nationally Registered, mother approved. I got a card, an certificate, and a patch for my forthcoming uniform. It is the first thing that I’ve really accomplished, piddly as it is. I mean, I have a title now. I’ll never use it, but its nice to have the option.

The funny/silly part is that they mispelled my name on everything. Apparently, all these years I thought that my last name had two “L”s, but the National Registry believes I only deserve one. Oh well, hopefully this paperwork bug will get sorted out quickly cue Brazil theme song.

Now begins the long road to getting my ambulance drivers license, my San Diego County EMT card, and that little thing called a jobby job. But for now, I’m very happy and proud. I’m going out with some friends for sushi and Coldstone. Just know this: the people that are supposed to save your lives every once in a while? They’re freaks like me.

You’ve gotta appreciate a a comic strip starring 8-bit video game characters, who whine about their love lives, insult 16-bit characters, and have sex with Hello Kitty.

Somebody had the great idea to take Cobra (yes, the archvillainous terrorist organization from GI Joe) and turn it into a musical. (via Memepool)

When it doubt, play soccer at the park with a 4-year old.

Get a free slurpee today.

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