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.huh, .wtf? I dunno ’bout the name change. Pretty much sucks.
Oh…
And I have a job interview tomorrow. Like for a real-type job. Pray. For. Mojo.
Don't Ever Get Hurt Around Me Again
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.
Relaxation
When it doubt, play soccer at the park with a 4-year old.
Impending doom
The Internet’s potential for promoting expression and empowering citizens is under threat from corporate and government policies that clash with the medium’s long-standing culture of openness, some leading Internet thinkers warned.
You don’t say.
NYC/WTC Episode
As if feeling my pain, the second of the 2 daily Simpsons episodes today was the fabled The City of New York vs Homer Simpson episode, wherein Homer’s car gets booted between the twin towers. Thinking I’d never see this one again broadcast I was presently surprised by its presence plus the timing regarding my own recently booted car. Which we just got back today. Yipty.
Sigh
I need a job. Someone, anyone.