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31 March Please pass onTook this from Java and Books, the author wants this spread, and after reading it I agree with her. Keep in mind the "I" does not refer to me.
Life in EMS... It's late; you are sleeping well, the phone rings in the middle of the night. You quickly rush to get on your way, your help is needed. A family's house is on fire. I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children at 3 AM, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen below you burns. I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at 6 in the morning as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done to try and save his life. I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke-sensations that I've become too familiar with. I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire, is this a false alarm or a working fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped? Or to call and ask what is wrong with the patient? Is it minor, or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he waiting for me with a 2x4 or a gun? I wish you could be in the emergency room, as a doctor pronounces dead, the beautiful five-year old girl that I have been trying to save during the past 25 minutes, knowing she will never go on her first date or say the words, "I love you Mommy", ever again. I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab of the engine, ambulance, or my personal vehicle, my foot pressing down hard on the gas pedal, as you fail to yield the right-of-way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need me however, your first comment upon my arrival will be, "It took you forever to get here!" I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the remains of her automobile. What if this was my daughter, sister, my wife or a friend? What were her parents’ reactions going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand? I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call. I wish you could know how it feels dispatching officers, firefighters and Paramedic’s out and when we call for them and our heart drops because no one answers back. Or to hear a bone chilling 911 call of a child or wife needing assistance. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometimes physically abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes of "It will never happen to me". I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain of missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities. In addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen. I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life or preserving someone's property, or being able to be there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos. I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking, "Is my Mommy okay?” not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to have to hold back a long time friend who watches his buddy having CPR done on him as they take him away in the EMS Unit. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on. A sensation that I have become too familiar with. Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us...I wish you could though. KEEP SENDING THIS ON. APPRECIATE AND SUPPORT THE LOCAL EMS WORKERS, 911 DISPATCHERS, FIREFIGHTERS, and LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS IN YOUR AREA. ONE DAY THEY'LL PROBABLY BE SAVING YOUR PROPERTY OR YOUR OWN LIFE. WHEN YOU SEE THEM COMING WITH LIGHTS FLASHING, MOVE TO THE RIGHT QUICKLY, and THEN PRAY FOR THEM!
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 30 March Sturgis 2006Got an email from the Sturgis people today, and damn I wanna really go to Sturgis this year. Sounds SWEET!!!!
It's gonna be August 7th through the 13th. Bands this year are: Aerosmith, Big & Rich, Steve Miller, Sammy Hagar, REO Speedwagon, SteppenWolf, Alice Cooper, Gretchen Wilson, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Kid Rock, Jackyl, and more.
SO if anyone's going this year, I would do practically anything to go. PLEASE CONTACT ME AT weinkermeyer@hotmail.com Run, run, til you're far awayWell, you can tell classes will be over in a month. People show up at the reading room that haven't been here all semester, it's very telling. Most of them are looking for the books we have on reserve (meaning they can only check them out for 2 hours instead of 2 weeks, so other people can view them as well, less hoggage [new word] of the books) here. These people come in, look through the books area, look in the Reference area, go back into the stacks where the bound (older) journals are located, and then sometimes, they come up to the desk and ask, other times they just leave.
Also, have the idiots that break the rules that are very blatently pointed out to them. I had a regular today, talk on his cell phone (we don't allow that in the main room, cause everyone [I mean EVERYONE] can hear the conversation and this is part of a library where you're supposed to be quiet) and he tells me he's sorry. YEAH RIGHT! 1. There's a sign right in front of you, which I noticed when I went back to talk to him. 2. You're a regular, you know you're not supposed to talk on your cell. 3. I don't take anyone's word anymore.
And we have a girl, who I keep expecting to eat whatever's in her bag. We don't allow food because we've had a mouse problem which is very bad in a library cause they chomp on paper, which is what books are made of, and if you leave your wrappers with remnants of food in them, they get a little attracted to come here.
I was reading the Daily (our campus newspaper) today, actually this was part of yesterday's paper. And they had an insert about Student Friendly Ames, cause the student's make it seem that Ames hates them, maybe cause we have signs everywhere that says "AMES RESIDENTS HATE COLLEGE STUDENTS", oh wait the college students see them and no one else does. A lot of Ames' revenue comes from college students, plus they rent a lot of the apartments in the area, and we'd only have 20,000 residents without them (with 50,000). Anyways back on topic. They had places to eat/hang out and such. And one thing that bothered me was they were talking about movie theaters, we have 3, one south, one north, and one in campustown. And "the most convenient" is the one in campustown cause all college students (from now on referred to as students) live in/around/close to campus. Also, they were talking about cafes and they had them listed with good things, and they said Cafe ____ is another one downtown, but of course the one before that (the first one of the article) was in campustown. And then they were talking about stores downtown with animals and they listed all of them EXCEPT one with a cat, of course I figured they could list this one, since they mentioned the one next to it.
Also, was looking in the yellow pages of the phone book (yes I was actually looking for something), and noticed how funny/wierd some of the categories are/were. Like they have a listing for Ambulance Services and Fire Departments, which of course gave the number for 911, I mean who is actually gonna look up in the yellow pages under those in need of an emergency AND WHY THE HELL WEREN'T THEY TAUGHT TO DIAL 911 IN AN EMERGENCY AS KIDS?
Other funny listings (at least I found them funny):
Barricades
Closets & Closet Accessories
Clutches--they had (it seemed) every part of a car listed by itself, some of that shit I didn't even know was part of a car, until I looked under the listing
Cookies & Crackers--just found it funny they put these together
Door Closers & Checks
Escrow Service--I don't even know what that is
Glasses-Eye--when I first read that, I thought it said Glass Eyes
Ice Cream & Frozen Desserts-Dealers--Like that's what you look under when you're looking for ice cream, kinda like a drug or car dealer
Junk Dealers--found it funny they actually called them this, that's what your job title means, doesn't it? "I deal in junk"
Labels-Paper & Pressure Sensitive--didn't see that dash when I first read it
Laser Hair Removing--would of thought removal instead
Mattresses-Retail--Cause you'd look at the shady delears instead of the retail ones, I bought Bubba's old used mattress yesterday
Paper Shredding
Partitions--the business listed was Doors, Inc; cause that's what a partition is, a door
Restaurants--not that it's a funny listing in itself, just they way they had it listed, of course we have all the restaurants, but then we have all the different categories and then 6 pages of full-page ads, in case you didn't see them listed in the previous pages, and of course these ads have the WHOLE menu on it, so you know exactly what you're ordering before you even get there, hell you can put in your order and reservation at the same time.
Riggers--I know what rigging is, riggers just sounds wierd
Who knew I'd get that much excitement out of the phone book? I should look through the dictionary tomorrow.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 29 March GrossI'm so sick of people pretending they care, and then obviously not. Silly me for trusting people.
Have I mentioned how much I love guys in uniform? Well, there were a bunch of them yesterday doing something, something with rifles (I have no idea what group that would be called, all I could think of was the color guard, but that's just flags, right? Anyone care to help me out?). Anywho, I got distracted while waiting for my bus, cause they were either Navy or Marines, cause they were in black coats with white hats, I don't know but, Damn! They looked good.
So, today it's gonna be about 60 degrees, and I'm betting there's gonna be a huge hunk of people on bikes, sigh.
   I really gotta find me a guy with a bike. Anywho, dinner rides at Zylstra's (if you don't know what that means, look in previous posts) next Wed, so I called the guy I usually ride with and he says he can't make it to the first one, but call back around the 12th, and we'll see. I'm really itching to be on a bike.
I was discussing with a friend yesterday, that you can always tell who's in a relationship (if they have a laptop) cause they always have them and their significant other as the desktop picture, all the rest of us have good pictures (oops did I say that out loud? My bad). I was noticing today, the girl in front of me has a picture of William Petersen (ya know, the guy that plays Grissom on CSI), why would you want the picture of some guy you don't know, unless (like Goddess has), it's a half naked picture of what you think is a good looking person (generally of the opposite sex, doesn't have to be though), that I can understand, but Mr P is like 40 yrs old, if not older, and this girl I'm guessing is in her 20s. That's just wrong. Kinda like there's a 22yo girl on the cops forum that flirts with a 45yo guy, nasty.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 28 March I believe in a better wayOMG! I finally what song the lyrics "You don't know me, you don't even care" are from. The WB's got a new show called the Bedford Diaries that they've been promoting a lot lately. Well, at the end of the promotion, the words "you don't know me, you don't even care" come on, and I love the tune they're sung to, but I haven't been able to find the song they're from. So, today, I'm listening to a music video and those words come on. Course, I didn't pay attenting to who sings the song. But I now know those are from the song Boston. (y'all thought I wasn't gonna put it in, didn't ya?)
Have you ever had this happen to you? You're in a classroom or some other place, and the 2 or 3 people behind you are talking (and they happen to be those people that have that kind of voice, that you can just hear, no matter how quiet they're trying, or not, to be), you turn around and ask them to stop talking? Only when you talk the rest of the people in the place (classroom, or whatever) can hear you talk, even though they couldn't hear the other people talk. There's this one class that I'm in and the room probably hold about 30 people, so it's a small class, and usually it's a group of black guys that are talking, well the other day, it was a group of girls right behind me, and I think the rest of the class (and the teacher) can hear them, they just don't say anything. And it drives me nuts, especially cause the teacher never says anything. With the guys, I know for sure that the rest of the class can hear them, cause they don't try to be quiet. I think half the reason the teacher doesn't say anything is cause it's a group of 5 or 6 bigger (they play basketball/football) black guys and the teacher is a white guy. But its really stupid, HELLO YOU"RE THE TEACHER, IT"S YOUR JOB TO SHUT THEM UP!!!!!
Today in one of my classes (Tuesday/Thursday classes are an hour and 20 minutes), this class ends at 12:20, well this girl works at 1, so she leaves at 12. We know the class ends at 12:20, usually the teacher lets us go at 12, but if we're still talking, your ass should be in class (heh, rhymes) until we're done. It's called common courtesy, plus with some of the classes I've been in, some of the teachers will yell at you, or even follow you out the door if you leave early.
Explain this to me, why do teachers of college classes feel bad/sorry/wrong for swearing? We're in college we swear anyway. I know it's not professional to swear, but when you're quoting someone and you say "they said, 'pull that lower voice damn thing out' well, they said a word worse than damn" so say fucking, cause we all know that's what they said. Or one of my other teachers starts laughing like she's in grade school and you're talking about sex. Cause that's what kids do in grade school, they crack up when you mention the word, only she's just swearing, or getting overly excited over something that's not that exciting.
I may have to invest in some neosporin. Cause my foot's pretty much healed up now. Like you can see the blood pooled up beneath the skin, but you can't see the cut, and it doesn't hurt. Two days, that's pretty damn good.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 26 March purple fibersWell, shit, if I'm not trying to add to the number of college students getting hit by cars, I'm slicing my feet open. I now have a 1/2 inch deep cut on the bottom of my foot. I'm talented, ya just can't argue with that. Or something like that. So, I had an X-acto knife blade lying on the floor and ya know how you don't always pick up your feet when you walk? Yeah, well I felt it go in, and I saw it bleed, so I stuck a bandaid on it and went about my business only it continued to bleed, and of course it's on the bottom of my foot, so it's not like I can keep it raised while I'm walking. Finally, I got it stopped bleeding, and thankfully it's not bleeding anymore.
Yeah, that was the big excitement of my day.
 Went to see Karli today and drop off her present. Apparently she doesn't play with her cat enough, cause I was sitting there with a toy mouse, she (the cat) went crazy. It was good seeing her (Karli) again, yeah I saw her a week ago, but I know she's getting bored sitting at home watching movies all day.
Also, had to go to the library to work on schoolwork, English and Soc 328 (Masculinity). For my masculinity class, I have to get together with a group and give a presentation over some readings. So, we're making a powerpoint, and this one girl says she'll type (cause I obviously can't type) and then she complains about my laptop, and saying she wasn't used to a laptop, so she kept misspelling words. And of course, she kept pounding on the keyboard. I may be kind of anal, but I really don't like people using my laptop. (It could also be because it has a lot of problems, and I don't need anyone else fucking with it.) And then, my other group members were telling me to speak up (cause I was too quiet), so when I do, they talk over me, ignore me, and then others take my ideas. Remind me to speak more often. Unfortunately we're still not done.
And tomorrow's Monday, back to classes and work, and school work. Yay! *insert tons of sarcasm here)
Forgot to list the hott cops from last night. From Pittsburgh, PA: Detective Calvin Kennedy; Spokane, WA: K-9 Officer Craig Hamilton, Officer Rob Boothe; Chattanooga, TN: Officer Kevin Trussell; Fort Myers, FL: Officer Steve Gruber; and last but not least from Las Vegas, NV: Officer Jason Hanson. Kinda bummed Cutie Cook wasn't on, but I got 6 other hott guys so it's all good.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 24 March People still suckI know people suck, but do I have to get it thrust in my face all day? And it's not just people. I had to register this morning for classes at 8AM, personally that doesn't bother me on a Friday, when I have to be up at that time anyway. So, my body wakes me up at 7, only I have nothing to do until 8. And then, one class (that's new in the fall) I wanna take for my major (which was supposed to be up on Wed, the class not my major), wasn't even up today. And of course my laptop wanted to be a piece of shit, so after waking it up (it's on hibernation) and then when it didn't work that way restarting it and it still was too damn slow, I went into my desktop, which had to be powered up (the desktop took less time than the laptop), I finally got into some classes I wanted, for once classes I wanted to get into we'rent full. Only I'm not quite sure which one I'll be for sure taking, I'm signed up for all of them while I decide. That way I don't have to worry about them filling up while I'm deciding.
I wanted to take a policing class, but that one's not showing up yet. So, I'm taking criminology, planning on staying in that one, unless the policing class shows up. Taking either social psych or Law and Politics as my 3rd complimentary course for my CJ major. And to finish my phil minor it will be two of the following: Feminist Philosophy (this one sounds really interesting), Philosophy of Religion, or Free Will, Fate, and Moral Responsibility (this one also sounds really interesting). I would welcome any opinions on these.
So I was fine until my 2nd class today, we had a homework assignment due(this class has all complete notes online), and you know what everyone always does...shows up turns in the homework and left. My professor tries to make people show up by having pop quizzes (these are very easy, you can use neighbors, book, notes, or anything else, except the teacher and her TA). Well there's one guy in my class that I met fall of 2004, I may of mentioned him before, he's a Marine. Anyway, I haven't seen him in probably about a month, so I see him coming in today, and silly me, I thought he was gonna stay, no of course not, he talked to the teacher (probably giving her some kind of excuse for not staying) turned in his hw and left. There's a 2nd person that usually sits near/next to me a girl, that I haven't seen since the Wed before spring break. God forbid people come to class on the slight chance someone might MISS them, or want to talk to them.
And, there seems to be a big death wish on campus. Students walk in front of cars and busses cause obviously it will stop for you. Stupid people who feel the world revolves around them.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 23 March When the world gets in my faceAnd the insensitivity award goes to....my mother, as usual. So I was talking to her about internships and registering for classes tomorrow. As most of y'all know I'm majoring in Soc, minoring in Criminal Justice. Am actually gonna sign up to double major in Sco and CJ (now that CJ is going to be a major starting in the fall) and I'm also going to minor in Philosophy. So, I was telling my mom about stuff I have to get into in the fall, that I need one more course on the complimentary courses for my CJ major and I also wanted a new class they're gonna offer on Policing. And to fulfill the Phil minor, I have to take 2 more Phil classes, which will work out fine, that will be 12 credits which makes me just a full-time student (that's the min). And she says I shouldn't pursue this Phil minor cause it won't help me with jobs. How the hell would she know? I'm not so sure of being a cop anymore, actually, I'm pretty not sure anymore. It's not gonna mess up my graduation date, or get in the way of classes I have to take to fulfill the double major, but since she says it won't help I shouldn't do it. She has such a talent of saying something and making me cry (she's the only person that can make me cry by saying something). If you remembered awhile ago, she said I was an underachiever, aren't parents supposed to support you in whatever you chose? I don't care what she wants, if I had stayed on what she wanted I'd still be in business (frusterated as hell, cause I hate business), and I'd probably turn out to be one of those old mean people cause I'd be annoyed and hate my job. Yeah, that's what I'm shooting for in my life. THANKS MOM!
I read the other day that the government agency that keeps track of divorces is The Center for Disease Control. How funny is that?
As I've learned before PEOPLE SUCK!! comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 21 March For once in my lifeI was thinking today, well actually last week, how much it would be nice to have a snuggle buddy, and I have the perfect one, a no name guy from Arizona.
I'm sick of this. I never have more than a couple hours for me. It's work, school, studying, looking for internships, shoveling snow, etc., even last week, I had to work, and look for internships. IT WAS SPRING BREAK DAMNIT!! That was supposed to be the time when we college students take a break from school and work and all that, but no, I had to work. My mom went to Mexico and I was here working. And even this summer, I have to work and do an internship, it's my last summer before I'm out in the "real world", I just wanna enjoy it for summer. I wanna have nothing to do, no responsibilities, no obligations. Walk around barefoot, not caring about the time. Riding on the back of a motorcycle. Hell I'll be lucky if I can find someone to take me to the Good Guys car show in DM. I wanna have fun on my birthday this year. Last year I got to help my brother move, ate food that I didn't want, I DIDN"T EVEN GET A CAKE! The year before that I was working 2 jobs, and the year before that I was working and had a class. I don't even care enough to complain. This is just a result of rambling.
There's never a guy around when you need one.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 18 March no song lyrics todayWell, Spring Break's over. Kinda feels like it wasn't really spring break anyway. Had to work all week, just got a break from school. Can't say I'm looking forward to school next week.
Yesterday was St. Paddy's Day, didn't go out and drink green beer though. I did go talk to someone about internships, and one sounded promising, I'm supposed to get back to him with the number of hours I can work, so we'll see. I don't wanna hold my breath, cause it always seems to go badly when I do. Went to visit Karli yesterday, she finished radiation on Wed. She's got a month off from hospitals and is supposed to start Chemo on April 16th or so. That's supposed to be anywhere from 9 to 14 months. She wants to get a job this summer, but she doesn't know how she'll feel, she's also worried about doing classes next semester. I hope she can, but I don't know how the chemo's gonna make her feel. She got these neat wigs, they look so good on her.
So, we watched a movie, then talked. I haven't talked to her in awhile, so that was nice, then I walked home a little after midnight. Now, for all those people that are gonna say I shouldn't be walking around in the middle of the night by myself, Save it. Nothing you say, will make me care or change my mind about walking around in the dark. I'm always very aware of my surroundings even more when it's dark. So, don't say anything. And if you know me at all, you know I'm stubborn as h#ll, but it won't change anything.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 17 March You don't know me, you don't even careWoke up from another wierd dream today, though this one didn't freak me out, this one I got to "play" in, putting that in quotes, cause I'm sure not everyone would think it's play.
Anywho, I finally got to talk with Lisa, and we were talking about Goddess' blog, and then Lisa said Goddess died and that I had to go back and read the earlier post on G's blog. But somehow when I was going back to read it, I ended up in the middle of nowhere with someone that looked like Kathy, ya know Sodapop girl. And we were putting together some kind of furniture with some guy (some kid) and another chick. Then I was with Karli talking to some guy about prizes and then I mentioned that the Zylstra people were gonna have a bunch of bikes in the VEISHEA parade, and she wanted to go. Then it was back to Sodapop and other people and we were diving for cover as bombs and stuff were going off. Then we were in a building that was overflowing with stuff, apparently all the stuff that was in the cars in this parking lot where we were a minute ago. Then we were saying how we should do something, cause no one else was, and that our guns and grenades were in Kathy's car (no idea why those were stuck in there) so we were looking through the stuff and realized everything was back in K's car. So we went back out there, found the car and ran into the people that were shooting off the bombs and stuff, then we got to take the guns and play. And I remember saying "Now I get to play", then I actually stood these people in front of my gun, and shot them at point blank, then I woke up.
What kind of wierd dream is that? I was reading recently that either our brains are playing out scenarios to something that we didn't get to do (cause ya know I've got access to guns and stuff in a car, and I've been in that situation recently, HUH?) or that the brain's just firing off those things that make dreams, and they don't really mean anything, I'm going with the second one.
I was in a bad mood last night, cause work was boring (though I did get to talk to Brinkley, wish I could have talked to him more).
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 14 March OORAH!I saw Goddess' favorite episode of COPS today, the one where they're doing a prostitution sting, and the really fat guy's wife is at Walmart waiting for him. That cracks me up every time. And of course, they're some really hott cops in that episode. From Davidson County, NC: Lt. Todd Kates, Detective Mike Richardson (<--this guy is majorly hottttt, yummy, buff and good looking all together, pardon me, I have to go get a towel), and Detective Joel Camp. From Miami, FL: Officer Freddie Cruz, I love Hispanic's accent when they speak English, not a ton, but you can hear it every now and then. From Albuquerque, NM: Officer Briane Dennison.
And I forgot some from last Sat: from Pittsburgh, PA: Detective Joe Lewis, Sgt Jason Snyder; Chattanooga, TN: Officer Derrick Pendergrass, Officer Zach Fuller; Las Vegas, NV: Officer Ryan Cook (of course, you think I'd forget him, come on); and Maricopa County, AZ: Deputy Jared Griffith.
But if I was giving out awards like Goddess, hottttt would be for Detective Richardson (God, he's good looking), and cute (ya just can't make that word better, can ya) would be for Officer Cook.
Great mail day, got my movies: Jarhead (Goddess made me buy that one), Drop Dead Gorgeous, and Pleasantville. Maybe I'll have time to watch them sometime.
Movie quote today, don't want people to think I'm saying it like I have a right to say it, it's a quote.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 13 March I'm being haunted by a whisperAARRGGHH!! I hate it when I ask for advice and someone just blows me off. Yes, I understand that you're not working, but I consider you as a friend, and you're supposed to be nice to friends. I mean really if you don't want to talk to me about my personal life, then why do you talk to me at all? I understand sometimes you have to be civil and all, when we're riding in the same car, that's considered normal, but when I talk about something personal in my life, you make it general, you blow me off. What the hell is up with that? Can't you just try? There's a reason I talk to you about certain things, if you didn't want me to, maybe you shouldn't have told me about your other job. God, I hate it when people do that, you know me, you should try to be nicer, you're gonna have to deal with it someday.
Also, there's these things called lines, read between them. You all know I'm never coming out and saying something, that's just not me. Read me, understand me, find me.
Woke up from the wierdest dream this morning, ya know the kind that sticks with you but makes absolutely no sense whatsoever? Also, it kinda freaked me out, but I never wake up from my scary dreams panting or anything, they just stick with me. Wierd.
So, yeah, I was in my apt, and it was raining, but it was misting in my apt, like over the radiator, and then it was actually raining on me, but just like one drip, ya know when something is dripping, there's only one drip, like something was overflowing onto my head, just slowly. And then I was listening to weather reports about wind (I think I was kinda awake and that was the radio), and they were saying people with parachutes would be ok (huh?) and then I was being pulled up really high and I was way up in the clouds with a parachute on me and then I started falling down and I was grabbing at other people that were falling but didn't have parachutes, I remember grabbing the hands of two guys in BDUs. And then I was back in my apt, only I was like 10 yrs old, and these 2 guys (thinking the same ones I grabbed at) were trying to get in, and I looked out the window and said why don't you just come in the door, and they came around and I realized, that my apt was ground level (I live on the 3rd floor) that it had flattened the 2 stories below me. Then I was outside pulling at my parents (only they weren't really my real ones) and we (me and the guys) got them out, and then we were in a hospital and I guess my parents died cause I was crying, and then I was staring into a bathroom and the 2 guys were then about 8 (they were full-grown earlier) and then there was a tornado siren that lasted a couple seconds so we (me and the guys and 2 other people that seemed to be their parents) went underground in a mall (one I've had in recurring dreams, a huge underground mall with food places and cool clothing stores, probably the mall I want.) and then there were bikers getting off their bikes and coming into the mall. And then I woke up, wierd huh?
I never understand dreams, course I never understand why some stick with me and others don't. Course I know I'm totally wierd, but this was something else.
Nothing's real, it's all a dream, my life can't be like this.
Nobody in their right mind would be up at this time if they didn't have to be. Unfortunately my body hates me, so here I am. Woke up about 1AM with chest pain (Now if you know me even remotely well, you know I hate hospitals, and doctors, well, aren't my favorite people), on top of that my abdomen (big word here) hurts too, and my throat feels like it's closing up, oh, and I'm extremely hot, sitting here in pants and a tank top (nothing else). So the chest decides to hurt, and of course I'm unable to go back to sleep, figured I'd get online, someone's gotta be on the board right? WRONG!!!! Plus the computer screen is a bit too bright, still and it's 2:25. Bother. Cause I obviously have nothing to do in the morning.
Now, my eyes are drooping, so I'm hopefully going back to sleep with abdominal pain, annoying throat, and very warm body. Guess we'll see how it is tomorrow (later when I get up) Cause I'm not calling anyone, if I was, it would be Schultz to ask him what to do (since he works part-time as an ambulance driver), but I don't know if he's working tonight, and the pain's gone, so what's the point?
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 11 March look me in the eyes and tell me that you're happy nowRemember how I said I didn't wanna jinx what I set up today. Well, I didn't, went on my first ride-along in over a year. Got to ride with someone I knew (Schultz) so that was cool.
We had a foot pursuit, I've never had that happen when I was on a ride-along. It kinda freaked me out, we were at the PD, and an officer was talking to the subject and the guy started running, so the other officer that was there ran after the guy, this was about 1 1/2 blocks from the PD, so the first officer radioed foot pursuit, and Schultz as well as Brinkley, and another officer come flying out of the PD, and suddenly the guy is right in front of us and I thought Schultz was gonna run over him, cause he was right there. So Schultz pulls into a parking lot blocking the guy from one way, with another officer coming in right after my guy, and Brinkley blew a tire, (I thought it was a gun shot, it freaked me out), and Schultz jumps out of the car and tackles this guy, right as the other officer comes up and jumps on him too.
Then, later we had to go to another county to pick a chick up for a warrent, and I've always heard this happens, but I never believed it, we were on the interstate, and we're going 65 in a 70 mph zone, and there's nothing in front of us, but a ton of cars behind us it was so funny.
Also, got some kid for speeding that said his reason was that a van was tailgating him, but no one in the cop car saw this van. The guy was going 58 in a 30 mph.
You remember that post about when my and my friend got pulled over coming back from a meeting for a class? Well, the cute cop that pulled us over got a nice new V-Rod. Brinkley was checking it out when we came up to talk with him.
Also found out that since I was just riding for the hell of it, I can't ride for another year, I wish my friend who set it up (Brinkley) had told me that before. Kinda annoyed, but I think with what happened tonight, that will be able to hold me for a year.
Realized I forgot to put down one of my local hott cops. Sorry about this. Matt Duncan, one of our cute, hott cops. I'd also almost forgotten how good Brinkley looked.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 08 March bloody h-llSo much for my short day. ISU's having their spring blood drive this week, so I decided since I'm done at 2, I'd go over there and do that. I got there at 2:15 and got done 2 hours later. I just don't see why they can't set it up so it isn't less time. Between the time that they got my history and I was done was probably about 10minutes. So, most of it was waiting. When I was done giving blood, they had empty seats and one of the people taking the blood was complaining to another taking blood person that they were ready for more people, but everyone was waiting for a history to be done. It also only took me 5 minutes this time, last time it was over 15, which means they can't use it then. I think most of the reason was, last time it was colder, plus they told me to move the ball around in my hand. This time I had to squeeze for 5 seconds, wait 5 seconds, squeeze for 5 seconds, etc. I was supposed to wait for 10 min and then go on my way, but I would have had to wait an additional 30 min for the bus, and that's just stupid, they couldn't make me stay. And of course, now I'm tired, but I don't have anything else to do, just gotta write a paper tonight, and that's it.
I'm annoyed now. I posted awhile ago about the CJ major. Well, I was talking to someone in my CJ class and she said they're gonna change it so it's not so close/easy to double major in the Soc and CJ. I also found out some people that are graduating later than me get to register for graduation earlier than me, how stupid and illogical is that? I may go chat with my advisor tomorrow, but there won't be anything he can do about it. Apparently they don't look at that when they decide when people register.
I also got to see a lot of people in uniform today, probably more than I see on a normal day. Even got to sit next to one while I was waiting, unfortunately pretty much when we started talking, he got called to go give his blood. So #77, it was fun/interesting talking to you, have fun in Chicago next week. Sigh.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 07 March meeting the man of my dreamsJust wanted to quick post this. Today my first tattoo is 2 years old. Yep, 2 years, all my tats are over 1 year old now, gosh I feel like I'm talking about my kids.
And boo on the WB to returning to the 90's and earlier cops episodes at noon. I may tape them, but I sure as hell won't be watching them.
And I may be extra happy on Sat. But I don't wanna jinx it, so I'll let y'all know on Sat.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 05 March My life's a bargain basement All the good sh!t's goneIs it spring break yet? I'm so ready for a break, granted I'm working every day during spring break, but I need a break from school. Work's not too bad when you don't have to do very much, I will be sticking bar codes on books/journals, but that will only be for an hour a day.
Went to Best Buy/Borders today. I still have Borders gift crads from Christmas. So I bought (got) this book: A Day in the Life of the United States Armed Forces, and it was around $8, so I put it on one of my gift cards, and I tell the guy, one of these has $10, the other one's full. And I know they can check it out before they take the balance off, so he automatically takes one, and runs through, and low and behold it's the $25 one. Idiot. Why the hell would I want it off of that one? So now, I have a card with $16, and one with $10, and "I can't combine them without buying another card" I swear I wanted to strangle the guy.
Dinner rides at Zylstra's start in April, if I could get my @ss out there on the 5th, I would so be on that ride. It's really tempting. I'm itching to do something fun so much.
So, hot cops, some from the past week before the WB went back to having old boxy car episodes. From Pierce County, Lakewood, WA: Officer Matt Brown, Deputy Mario Carey, Officer Mike Phipps, and Officer Andrew O'Neil. From Fresno, CA: Officer Paul Cervantes, and Officer David Miramontes.
Last night, I only watched the first episode because either my antenna or Fox was having troubles, it was jumping, and I had a technicolor thing going. So, from Gwinnett County, GA: Officer Robert Bell, and Officer Jason Summers. From Las Vegas, NV: Officer Ryan Cook. Unfortunately I heard he was on the 2nd episode too, kind bummed I missed that, he seems to be my new crush, I think it's something about that red hair, now if he just had a crew cut and red hair, I'd be gone.
Speaking of crew cuts, I was working the Big 12 wrestling tournament yesterday, and if I knew all the hot guys were gonna be going to that, you can bet to h#ll, I'da worked all day, d@mn there were some sweet looking guys there. Mmm mmm. Also, took away more drinks there than I have all basketball season, now that's sad. And they all gave the excuse (well, I bought it here), if you haven't noticed, I'm not the same person that was here when you left, so I wouldn't know. Our policy is not to let any food or drink inside. There was only one guy that got real adament about it, I bet he would have beat us to get it in, he was scary. I had some big burly guy with a glass of ice, that I actually stepped in front of made him back up and throw it away. I had a few people I had to grab, as they nicely walked in the door without showing me a ticket. H#ll I'd run down the hall to stop someone if they didn't show me their ticket or if they had food or drink, no matter how big they were. I know some, maybe a lot, of the people knew they couldn't bring them in, cause they wrapped the drinks up in their programs, but my eyes are trained to see that. Also, had some that said "well, I didn't think so", so why'd you try, idiots. Had one, next to me, that said they bought it there, but the door person just then tore their tickets (they weren't ticket stubs), would have loved to hear your explanation for that. I'm gonna miss work.
I was watching 8 Mile tonight, you know the Eminem story, and they have the song, Lose Yourself, at the end. THEY CUT IT OFF!!! I was so pissed, I'm sure my dad heard me through the ceiling/floor.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 03 March UGH!God I hate kids, they either make a lot of noise, make a mess, or run around. I was expecting a nice long lunch today (cause my CJ 484 class was cancelled), but at noon this lady comes in with her kids, that were probably 3 and 5 (I don't know I'm not good at guessing ages, just runny and annoying). And all through the lunch hour, she lets them run around, and from what I saw, didn't really care about what they were doing, yes I know she had her eye on them, making sure they didn't get into anything or hurt themselves, but otherwise.
Did I mention I hate kids.
Also, the other day, I was reading Goddesses blog and she had something about people finding her through a search engine, so I thought I'd stick this in here, if you find me through a search engine, it usually brings you to the latest entry (not exactly what you searched for), to find what you searched for hit Ctrl + F (I'm not quite sure what it is on Macs, probably apple + F), that's 2 keys and it will come up with a search box (searching the page) and type in what you're looking for. Or of course, leave a comment or email me, I'm sure I could find what you're looking for (no promises, though).
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 02 March I wanna be missedIt's over, everyone celebrate. Baskeball season, that is. I'm so sick of dealing with the idiots that think I'm joking when I tell them they have to throw away their food/drink. I'm sick of the visual search person I've had to deal with who does nothing but play with basketball schedules all the time he's working. Tonight he was doing that, glanced up when people came it. I don't care if you're bored, but look professional HELLO? you're at work, you're supposed to look professional. He also up and disappeared sometime during our rush, came back about 10 maybe 15 minutes later, no explanation or nothing. I wasn't the long door person so I said nothing about it, but you can bet if I was, he'd be chewed out. You don't leave your post unless you have to go to the bathroom and then you tell the long door person. After the game started, our long door person says all us (3 short doors, and visual search person) could go inside and watch. Well, visual search gets to leave after working 2 hours, so he was off at 7:30, well, an usher comes in and talks to the long door person, and says our vs was inside sitting down, probably about halfway down the parquet, with his coat and name tag on. This was about 7:15, or earlier. I said she (the usher) should go talk to him, cause it's inside (they're territory). I don't know if she ever did, but when the long door person went in at 7:20 (so the usher had to have been earlier, maybe 7:10) to talk to our vs, he was nowhere to be found. Also, earlier, after standing out in the cold for awhile the visual comes in behind the 2nd set of doors, actually inside cause he's cold i'm assuming, starts stretching, and shaking his hands around, and basically not standing still. I swear, I really wanted to hit him, he was driving me nuts. So glad I don't have to deal with him anymore.
So, as always, when I go in after the game starts, I always go in to see what cops are working and how much time till half time. So I go in today, and see no one that I really know. I see Tuttle though, one of the hott cops here, and he shaved off his goatee, what is it about becoming a detective and shaving your facial hair? Schultz did that when he became a detective, but left his mustache. Word to all you cops, don't shave, you look so much hotter with the facial hair.
I will miss my extra money, the Center brought in my cash money that supposedly lasted me 2 weeks. I'll be ok.
Well, I'm dead tired right now, so if I remember anything tomorrow, you'll just have to read it tomorrow.
And let me know what you think of this new theme.
comments to weinkermeyer@hotmail.com 01 March Take a rideIt's nice to be reminded that I'm in tornado country. If I had forgotten I was reminded, loudly, this morning when the city tested the tornado siren. First Wednesday of the month at 10AM, they do this March through November (tornado season). So, when it started sounding this morning, I about jumped out of my seat, cause I'd forgotten about it. Not anymore though.
We had a movie in my CJ class cause my teacher wasn't there but he didn't want people not to come, and there's a girl in the back watching a movie or something on her computer with a guy and the sound is on loudly enough that pretty much everyone could hear it. Anyway, there's this girl that quite a few people call "The Bitch", cause she's like the all-American girl, seems to be good at everything, looks pretty damn good, you know all that stuff that the rest of us girls hate getting shoved into our faces. Well, she turns around and looks at them, that's it, just looks at them. And I'm thinking, like a look is gonna do anything. And of course it didn't.
There's also this group of black guys that sits in the far corner from the door and has a point of talking loudly, sometimes about the class, all the time, whether we're taking notes or doing a debate, and today they were more into the movie, but the girl watching the movie and her sister and the guy watching the movie were talking about something, also rather loudly, and the black guys were complaining. 'Cause its obviously OK if you're talking but not if someone else is talking. ARGGH!
There's this cute guy that always eats lunch, or at least sits in the Gerdin commons area around lunchtime, when I'm there. And today, he looks exceptionally good in his navy blue hoodie IOWA STATE sweatshirt. Someday, I may get up the nerve to go talk to him. Don't hold your breath though. Plus, both of us are always on our computers, earphones stuck in our ears. He's got one of those new IBM thinkpads, I wonder if they're any good. But he's damn hott looking. Sigh.
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