February 7, 2008

Tonight at work I sang to Angelina along with the song on the radio which was being sung by Van Morrison except I changed the words a little to this:

"Ooooh Ooooh my brown eyed butt" and then I added, "It only has one eye."

I danced around a lot and sang a lot of other songs and usually changed the words slightly to be more offensive or scatological. Some people say that scatological IS offensive and to those people I say, "Fuck You Poop Face!"

Then later "Pretty Woman" came on the radio and Angelina and I both clapped along to the beat. We've got the beat, we've got the beat... um... yeah! We got it! Also, Angelina is trying to plan a trip to Portland and so she keeps yammering on about walking tours and Bruce Springsteen.

I'm glad that Mormon Fuck isn't going to president. (No offense to the Mormons reading this)

"Oh Celine Dion's going to be there in October!" Angelina says. Well then plan a trip in October, Angepoopa. I don't want to hear anymore of your jibber jabber!

"Oh! The cheer leading state championship is on Saturday!" Jeez.

This makes Angelina sound like some kind of idiot. Mostly she was joking about the cheer leading thing. I think.

Now, "Nothing you can do can tear me away from my guy" is playing on the radio. I am bobbing along. We are listening to Cool 103. Cool Hits. We usually turn it off by now because they play the same songs every day and we lose our minds but today we haven't for some reason. I don't know why.

I got 1,000,000 money things on Lego Star Wars and I was able to buy invincibility. Just so you know, when I say "Star Wars" I pronounce Wars as if it rhymes with Star. And then I usually sing the theme song to Star Trek but with the words "Star Waaaaars, Starry Starry Star Wars. Star Waaaaaaars, Starry Starry Star Wars! Star Wars, Star Wars, Star Wars, Star Star Wars, Staaaar Wars, Star Wars.... Star Wars." Like that. Anyway, invincibility is great. Nothing can kill you.

Today has been some kind of "down stairs day" when all the patients that come in to the hospital have old previous studies that we store in the archives down in the basement. We are lazy and so do not like to have to go all the way downstairs and across the hospital to the archives and then back so that we can locate the old previous studies and then digitally scan them in. We have to do this though because it is our job. Some days we are lucky and there are no patients or very few patients who happen to come in with previous studies down stairs. Other days, like today, we are unlucky.

I'm really good at Lego Star Wars.

My coworker Gary used technology and I used technology and we managed to put part of my theme song to the Diapantscast Podcast on his phone. Now an edited mp3 that has me saying "Uh, yeah, yeah, check it out" is what he hears coming out of his phone when he has a voicemail. If you want this, email me and I'll email it to you. mandmurphy@gmail.com. It is a pretty great ring tone. We talked about how it would be cool if I had one of those commercials they have that says dial 82487 or whatever to download the coolest and newest ring tone from Butthole McRapstar or HipHop Artist number 823 or the Black-eyed Peas. Or whatever. This is my version of that commercial. Email me and I'll send it to you for free. Or just comment here. But I still need your email. So.

Have I mentioned about how much I like playing Lego Star Wars? And that I'm really good at it? Well, I do, and I am.

I'm very healthy lately. VERY. If you catch my drift. Wink.

I think I'll go test my blood sugar and inject some insulin. I have a big very purple bruise on my stomach from a somewhat less than proficient injection I gave myself last week. It is fading but it is still really dark purple. Soon it will be greenish and then yellowish and then goneish. Angelina is at lunch. I'm here at work all alone. I guess I'll go do some more work.

This ended up pretty long! Here is a picture of my Blue Dog Democrat Boyfriend who I want to marry. He is from Tennesee and his name is Harold Ford Jr. and he was on the Charlie Rose program the other day and I became quite enamored with him. He is only 37 and he rules the world.



DLC

7 comments:

apants said...

hands... touching hands... reaching out... touching me... touching you... Sweet Caroline!

Unknown said...

Steve's ringtone for when I call is me saying, "I love you. Come back to bed." In a big black man voice.

Frank Morgan said...

take your hollywood smile and those bread sticks and just break me off enough for a dime bag lady

this tropical rain is just about all i can take right now

huh?

me too

me too.

apants said...

Marigold, I want your black man voice in my bed too.

Frank, me too.

Anonymous said...

Amanda, Harold Ford Jr. is OK as a boyfriend, but you wouldn't want to marry him and have inter-racial babies. I mean he's an American and you're a diabetic. Don't you want you're babies to be pure blooded?

apants said...

Diabetes isn't really like a race. It is more like a feeling. Like being a Jew. But you're right.

Anonymous said...

Sorry, diabetes isn't a race, now The Kentucky Derby, that's a race.