My last night of work was last night. I really wasn't emotional because I was glad to get out of the place. I'm ready to get home and be home for a bit because I miss the family. The positive of it all is that I got a $50 Best Buy gift card from the Night-shifters. Sweetness! My Debbi loves me! ^_^
My back is doing a million times better since I started physical therapy. We've worked out the problem with the dislocated sacral-lumbar joint and now we're trying to fix the disc that cocked a bit so that I won't have this damn nerve pain in my left leg. Stupid nerve pain. Go away!
-sigh- I'm also having problems with people spreading thoughts from my private journal around again. Hello, everyone - locked entries mean that you are not allowed to discuss them with outsiders. Don't you get it? I hate that I'm not allowed to have an opinion about anything in my personal journal. Some people understand that I rant and vent in there and then I'm better, but there seems to be one or two who just don't get it. I have the culprit narrowed down and I'm probably just going to do a blanket ban of a handful of people just because it's easier. >_< Why is it that people want to yak about my thoughts and opinions? What does it hurt if I'm venting in my own journal and not going out and blasting people on public boards or something? I vent and then I'm done. Deal with it. You don't want to read it, unfriend me. Hello.
Hmm... What else? Got hit by not one, but two hurricanes. I live in a land-locked state and we just got rampaged by Gustav AND Ike. Damn it. This should not happen. Grrr.
Burn Notice is back. Lovin' that. I have my season one dvds and I'm looking forward to obtaining season two when they come out! ^_^ I ♥ me some Sam Axe!
I've written letters to both my friends who are currently in prison. Interesting thing, writing to jail-birds. I never thought I would be doing such a thing. Got a letter from Leslie today and she just goes on and on and on - no paragraphs, no real structure, and the thing just hops around like a bird on a wire. That's okay. I'm used to it because that's how all her letters were in high school. I'll probably be writing her back tomorrow sometime. YAY! Positive influences!
Okay. Bed time. I'm sleepy.