I love it. :) I did a lot of christmas shopping at the Onion store this year, and actually almost bought myself that exact bottle, but I think they ran out.

Voila!


And I gave this to Dan:


And these to my BIL:


Hmmmm. Well pix are not uploading. [what's wrong paul? they're all sitting down there saying 0 percent complete. x2. They're only ~30k .jpg files...]

But Santa Drew gave me a water bottle that says "I will never take this camping"

I gave Dan a tshirt that says "Your favorite band sucks"

And I gave BIL a T that says, randomly, "Owls are assholes" and a coffee mug that says "I enjoy Colombia's second finest export"

Ok, so once again I spend my free time yesterday NOT doing chores (I mean really, so what if the christmas tree stays up one more day...)
and instead, did fun things.

Saw Slumdog Millionaire -> FANTASTIC

went STRAIGHT from there to Gran Torino -> ALSO FANTASTIC

then came home and watched a few episodes of Flight of the Conchords -> FANTASTIC,

and then fell asleep on the couch.
Woke up at 3 and went to bed.

Woke up again at 415 to drunk texts from friends, and was depressed b/c it was time to get up.

Then at like 5 of 6 got texts asking me to come out... friends were still out partying, while I was on my way to work.
boooooo.

But aside from that- great day.
I am also in a facebook faceoff which is very entertaining. Some nutty chick who is stalking a friend of mine and thus hates me since I'm his friend, called me nobody and fat, and I said I'd rather be fat than stupid and crazy. We went back and forth, then I deleted all my messages so now all that's left is her craziness, and it makes no sense with half the convo missing. (not that it made much sense to start.) Ahh, fun to be juvenile for a bit. (she had it coming, I promise.)

Go watch all those movies/shows!

Not now, RIGHT NOW!

:)

Well, round one bloodwork- all negative. Yay.

Felt a little pukey this morning, but I'm not sure if it's the meds, or the thai/wine/beer/no sleep from last night. either way, pretty much better now, except that food tastes gross.

And finally, an ecard that I could send to a few people these days...

Macworld is today. Apple's last. And sans Steve Jobs. The announcements don't look all that exciting to far, except as (e:fing) mentioned, Picasa for OS X. Oh, and that the songs from the itunes music store are now going to be available DRM free (for a price), which is kind of huge news.

What else...

Have to admit I'm a little hurt that I wasn't invited to Timika's Pearl street dinner, particularly after being her secret santa and asking several times to get together. Just throwing that out there.

And while I'm being a cranky bitch...

the new boy seems to be seeing someone new. And I am furious with myself b/c I find this makes me upset. I think I am a serious emotional cripple. I mean really... it's irrational and unfair for me to tell him that I don't want to see him anymore, and then be upset if he goes out with someone else. PARTICULARLY since I realized that despite what I might think, I have not been sitting home pining for him, and have been putting myself out there too, with varying degrees of success.

And the most awesome news of all....

Was in the OR yesterday.... doing a dumb little case that was "below me"- i.e. not a "Chief level" case, but something that would usually be delegated to the interns... But, I didn't have anything better to do, and felt like operating, so... I went in.

Enjoyed the case.

Until the end, when I stuck myself with a needle. No big deal, happens more often than it should. I was wearing two pairs of gloves (which I don't usually do). Didn't even think it went through the gloves. But at the end of the case I took my gloves off and inspected my finger, and there was a tiny drop of blood.

The kicker...

The guy has HIV and Hep C.

The chance of me catching anything is miniscule. But, it's not zero.

So... I am on a lovely anti-retroviral cocktail (complete with prophylactic anti-nausea meds) for 28 days. Have to have blood drawn to check my liver functions every two weeks (to make sure the meds don't put me into liver failure), and have to be tested for HIV/HepC at 2wk, 4wk, 6wk, 2mo, 4mo, 6mo and 1 year or something crazy like that.

What fun. And I thought the 9months of TB meds I took last year was bad enough. Stupid occupational hazards. :( I already had a skin cancer scare and a pap smear scare last year (that were negative, for the record), but I don't feel like having to worry about this.

But, better to be safe than sorry.

It was a low-risk incident (tiny scratch with a tiny needle), and he's a (relatively) low risk patient (his HIV and Hep C viral loads are undetectable), but... he's still positive and they now recommend the meds for just about everyone, even if the source patient tests negative, so...

I figure I'll sleep better at night.

Assuming I'm not up all night puking.

(but hell, maybe a month of GI distress will help me lose some weight. Silver lining, right?)

fun fun fun...

(and for the record, I think it's kind of huge that I am putting this out there, but I thought it was a good story. I still may take it down. But please do not take this the wrong way. I am not HIV+. You do not have to fear me and talk shit about me. K? I promise.) (not that anyone should/would fear or talk shit about people with HIV, but you know what i mean... don't want the rumor mill to go crazy here.)