I don't like going on trips.

9/12/2009
So tonight is my Friday night, kind of.
I don’t have to work tomorrow but I had to work this morning from eight until about one pm.
Next Tuesday I don’t have to work because I have to work four ten hour shifts next week and they gave me Tuesday off.
When the boss asked me if I wanted to switch to the ten hour shifts I said that I didn’t really want to because they couldn’t give me the same day off each week.
Its not that I would really plan anything for that particular day that I had off during the week each week but I just like to have the same schedule each week, I like consistency.
Anyways, tomorrow morning I am going to try to get up at seven and then head right to the gym so I can sit and sweat in the sauna for awhile before I eat breakfast.
I know that I should eat some breakfast soon after I get out of bed but I want to get rid of this belly that I have so I think that this would be a real easy way, once I actually got up and went to the gym, to burn off a bunch of extra calories.
The last couple of times that I have said that I was going to go to the gym so early in the morning I didn’t actually go to the gym until early in the afternoon before I ate lunch, and when I turned off my alarm I reset it for ten a.m.
Some of the females that I work with aren’t really that bad looking if you take into consideration their age, but their not the ones that I kill babies and puppy dogs for just so I could spend time with.
The one female coworker that I see the most that I would do such god awful things as drive over the speed limit and run over old people trying to cross the road, when they have the right away and they are not jaywalking, just so I could spend time with outside of work would be Angela.
She is actually nine months pregnant now and she looks very very pregnant but in a good way but I still think she is very attractive and she is one of the ultrasound techs.
If she told me the only way that I would be able to sleep with her would be if I killed her husband then I of course would not kill him simply because I don’t like to get my hands dirty but I would at the very least think about and and probably try to kick him in the balls.
I wouldn’t actually kill or hurt anyone because I personally think that doing that sort of stuff just isn’t cool because I could get in trouble with the law and I encourage everyone else to not be violent as well, but you get the point.
I’m infatuated with this woman.
Anyways…
I think this morning was her last day at work or at least it was her last Saturday morning of work.
She’s have a c-section next Friday, or at least I think that is what she told me on Friday.
When she told me that she was having the c-section I was like, “so your not going to do it the old fashioned way?”
She of course said that she wasn’t going to do it the old fashioned way because her doctor said that she could have a c-section so that is what she is going to do.
I told her, “I don’t blame you.”
After I left I thought to myself, “if more women looked as beautiful as she does when she’s pregnant than there would be a whole lot more babies being born and more women would try to get pregnant from the time they got married to the time that they died…”
I have said that to myself several times over the past couple of months but I haven’t actually said it to anyone.
But before I even left the building, like as in right after I punched out and starting walking towards the door on Friday I thought to myself, “doing a regular birth even with drugs would be like trying to push your fist through a needle hole.
Or like trying to swallow a bowling ball.”
I come up with things to say after the fact all the time because my brain just doesn’t function fast enough.
I’m not stupid, I’m just slow.
That is going to be it for now.