There Was No Sand In My Eyes

Ordinarily, I sleep pretty damn good.  Better than the proverbial baby.  Or perhaps more accurately, like a corpse.  I’m not entirely sure if it’s the weather or maybe because my job is sucking the life out of me, but all I’ve been wanting to do lately is sleep. I’ve decided it’s probably a combination of the two.  Doesn’t fucking matter.  I’m just glad that for the past several months, Mr. Sandman has had no need to visit my bedroom.  Until last night, or more precisely at 3:00 AM.  Everyone knows the feeling of lying in bed, tossing and turning like … Click here to be completely blown away…

What About Casual Mondays?

I’m going to piss n’ moan. I sometimes hate my fucking job. I know this is all too common. As I mentioned before, I’ve been a nurse for several years.  I’ve had the privilege of working in a variety of settings, from surgery to the ER.  I’ve learned a lot and met some fabulous human beings (co-workers and patients alike) however NOW, I’m working for a large corporation as a “Nurse Trainer.”  I won’t bore you with the details, but let’s just say I sit at a fucking desk all day with the goal of getting others to understand simple … Click here to be completely blown away…