volunteering at fantastic fest. this year i have been with the transportation team. drove one of the subjects from the documentary “american scream” round to buy items for the haunted house he was creating for the premier. mannie was quite the character. i also picked up the team from hellfjorde. they explained it as a cross between twin peaks and hot fuzz. sounds fabulous to me. and one of the was SUPER cute. but i was too tired to pursue it.
tonight i drove the hotel shuttle. i told my boss we needed a b-plan for the keys in case I couldn’t get into the alamo after my last run. she assured me i would be able to. wrong.
i dread going to work. it isn’t the patients. i am not that freaked out about missing something either. it is some of the staff. they are just mean and unhelpful and often ignore me. it isn’t me, it is the staff. i have talked to other nurses about it. but being that i am still new and not as efficient as i need to be, well, it makes work not fun. i did have 2 patients want to take me home (in a good way). and i am learning more and more. just wish nurses were nicer to each other.
life is good otherwise. home life is a little stressful as things aren’t quite under control yet. there may be a conversation that needs to be had. i do have a wonderful lover (or two). just nice, mellow time spent exploring pleasure. not a lot more i can ask for, really. if i think about what i don’t get from them, well, we don’t spend that much time together. but, that is as much my crazy life as our relationships. if i “really” needed their support, i think i would mostly get it. the bigger thing missing is commitment. again see: my crazy life. and what would i want to change were commitment to come into play? i am not really sure. i am leaning towards these are the best types of relationships for me (though i would still like to crawl into bed with someone when i get home from work).