Pshhh MySpace

It's not meant for blogging anyway. I'm moving my drivel here, at least for now. We'll see if I get unlazy enough to figure this site out.

Went to the hospital last night after a very half-hearted Art Walk (and after work). Rain is just upsetting. Got to the hospital around 7 p.m. and the place was deserted. I hadn't figured on feeling so awkward. After all, I go to M hospital sometimes for work and meetings, so I'm not out of the medical loop....it's just different to go for a personal reason I guess. So all I knew was to go to Tower D and the room #. I stroll on back, past almost no one except a couple guys in scrubs, dripping wet from the rain everywhere, and eventually end up there, my high heels making all kinds of clacking. It doesn't matter where or when you go, patient rooms always smell like a mix of chicken soup and urine. I hate that environment. It feels exactly like it did all those years. I guess I haven't been in a hospital for family since I was...16? I'm so glad she was only there for 1 night. I stayed a couple hours, got home and had dinner by 10.

Today was cr-a-zy... *Sigh* In a good mood though. Cooked omelettes for the fam. So domestic. I want to wear my headband and go back to Bento this weekend. And try making a pie out of lemons.

My horoscope book says Taurus is one of the feminine zodiac signs. This also includes Virgo, Capricorn, Cancer, Scorpio, and Pisces. The others are masculine. All my family is a feminine sign. I wonder if feminine signs are supposed to match up with masculine ones...hrrmmm.

Time for bed. I'm exhausted like an old person...it's the blood and the stress. Pfhooh, Where's a cupcake when you need one?