diary of a doll

I can't begin to talk about anything without first starting out by telling you that I am in love.

 I didn't think I could feel this way about someone, but it has happened.
Her name is Florence Welsh.

I was one of the lucky few who saw the most amazing performance of an artist ever last night at the Commodore when Florence and the Machine performed. I am still in shock at just how cussing unbelievable the whole show was! I've never seen a single artist be able to command the stage so strongly as she was able to do, with her fiery red hair, super high heels that she took off 2 songs in and Egyptian headpiece she is a new kind of cool that I didn't know was possible to be contained in one tiny little body. I almost couldn't even handle her coolness when she dove off the stage into the crowd only feet away from me.
I've converted to the religion of Florence.



Aside from that

For nursing school I work out of an office in Riverview which is a well known mental health hospital (aka where they keep the craziest of the crazies). But luckily our office is just on the grounds, its a separate building . The whole place has been used countless times for horror movies because its just the most creepiest place you could imagine. The whole thing is kind of off in the woods and it was all built in the 30's, cement walls, bars on all the windows, etc.

So today one of the nurses was telling us that she worked a night shift the other night and as she was sitting in the office with another nurse, she sees a tall man dressed in black walk by.
She didn't think too much of it at first, other than that's weird, I guess it must be Cindy (the other nurse), so she goes over to her office only to see all the lights off and no one in sight. It dawns on her that in fact she has just seen a ghost. She went to the other nurse to make sure she hadn't completely lost her mind and the only thing the other nurse said was "yes I saw it. I don't want to talk about. please don't ever bring it up again" and went back to work.

Apparently over the years several people have had encounters with this ghost, always in the same hall/room and always seems to be the same sorts of things such as leaving the filing cabinet open etc.

All I know is that I will never work night shifts at Riverview.


And on a completely different note, my friend Kadie because she has been calling me at like 8am on Saturdays and showing up at my house as soon as I get home from work etc to work out, so by no choice of my own, I am a member of Bootcamp Kadie. Although I have been loving it because working out with a friend is always more fun, and a lot of the time we just rollerblade so it's not really that intense.

Tonight she came over and we went to the gym for about 90mins and then she went home and not 30mins later she texted me that she was coming back to go for a rollerblade because it was just too pretty outside not too. And this was true, it was a beautiful sunny day out today, perfect for going for a stroll!


It's not quite the same as when I workout with Audrey, my other workout partner who last time we went for a run was wearing a t-shirt that said "YES, I know my dog is limping" and on the back said "He was hit by a car, HE'S FINE!". Sometimes I don't even want to ask with her, like the time she got on the wrong plane or the time she was scammed out of $5000, but this seemed like a story I wanted to know.

Apparently, because her dog had a permanent limp, when she walked him people would literally pull over to the side of the road to actually yell at her for working her dog too hard saying that it was limping because she had ran it too much etc. and this happened so frequently that her roommate felt the need to have this shirt made for her.


Although one would think that maybe this is not an appropriate shirt to be wearing in public when you are not walking the dog.


So after getting home from the concert at about 230am last night, then waking up at 6am and working a full shift nursing, coming home for about 15mins before going to the gym, and then going for a rollerblade, I am exhausted!