Energized....

I've got SO much shit to do, it's not even funny. I've got Aircrews to prep for an Air Force measured drill with the newly formed Federal Department of Homeland Defense, road trip prep, laundry, friends visiting, buttload of work in the office...

Saw Danielle yesterday, always wonderful. Girls had a Mary Kay night, and I held mirrors. I'm not gay, go fuck yourself. Not that it's a bad thing, but I'm not a butt pirate. For the record, gay guys are some of the FUNNIEST people on planet earth, really nice too. They get a bad rep because most of them are manwhores. Or at least the small amount of them that are total sluts give everyone else a bad rep. That was a random tangent... I guess a talk between Stace, Jon, and myself just came to mind. Fun times kids.

No Jim today, office is mine, lots of products need to be scanned and edited. E-mail needs to go out tomorrow with 18 month names, create heritage shop and GTO badging, Keychain shop... WHY AM I WRITING THIS IN MY JOURNAL!?

PARAMEDIC-B, here I come... Next week, it begins. I wonder if I'll ever end up working with my sister... Wouldn't that be a cluster fuck for a patient... dealing with me, THEN my sister the R.N. after they get out of my ambulance? Strange huh?

Gotta get airtime, its been too long since I've flown as a pilot versus a scanner in the back seat! Hmmm, back seat... mile high club anyone?? =P