shut up christine


Tuesday, January 31, 2017
      ( 1:24 PM ) shut up christine  


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Tuesday, January 24, 2017
      ( 10:16 AM ) shut up christine  
when my hair's wet i can fauxhawk

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Sunday, January 22, 2017
      ( 9:52 AM ) shut up christine  
over the weekend i experienced my first native american sweat lodge ceremony with a few friends in the Madre Grande mountains

the lodge was a low circular structure made of layers of canvas, about four feet high. we sat around a pit in the center, where the hot rocks are placed

there were four rounds of sweat, each lasting about 10-15 minutes, with breaks in between to add more hot rocks. it's pitch black during each round, and a few people sing & beat drums.
it gets loud
we were encouraged to release in whatever way feels right: through singing, screaming, shrieking, cursing, silence -- however. no judgment

each round had a specific purpose
round one- i forget...intro?
round two - for others
round three - healing for yourself
round four - gratitude

i wore a t-shirt and joggers that i rolled up to my knees
for me, round 2 was hot. like oh shit this is hot
the difference in temp from round 1 and 2 was drastic to me
breathing hurt my face and nostrils and lungs
i remember breathing through my mouth and the air i blew out that touched the skin on my arms and legs felt like fire
they say to use the heat to crack yourself open
round 2 was for others, and i spoke out loud the names of people i care for
i cried because it was painful to speak, and the tears helped

at the end of round three, they opened up both the front entrance flap and the back
so light streamed in from both sides
when i looked up, our bodies were steaming
several women around me were laying on the ground, steam wafting off
i looked at my own hands and saw clouds float off them

i have never experienced anything like this and i will never forget it





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Thursday, January 19, 2017
      ( 10:54 PM ) shut up christine  
this morning i took many deep breaths then walked into work
same dude was a bit rough but later he sincerely apologized for his rudeness yesterday then he was a cooperative sweetheart the rest of the shift

thank you universe
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Wednesday, January 18, 2017
      ( 10:58 PM ) shut up christine  
today a patient told me he hopes i die in a car crash

is it weird that i started laughing?
i like my job
but i think i should get paid more
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Monday, January 16, 2017
      ( 11:11 PM ) shut up christine  



i'm a monchhichi
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Friday, January 13, 2017
      ( 11:53 PM ) shut up christine  
different day, same coworker

i am literally standing in front of this doctor telling him important info about our patient
he's looking at his phone

when i finish speaking he responds by
turning to my pretty single coworker and asking her about her kids and trying to set up a play date which she declines

i stand there, blinking incredulously
then i walk away and go back to saving lives

fuck fuck mothafuck
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      ( 12:25 AM ) shut up christine  
so i have this male coworker, very sweet guy
he's always flirting with the female nurses
i can hear him in the background hi sweetie how are you i should take you to [insert name of restaurant/place] sometime

por ejemplo
X says "it's cold in here"
and he offers to go downstairs & get his jacket in his car for her

the most curious thing is
i'll be sitting next to him and i'm invisible
no acknowledgement
unless i ask him a patient-related question

i was laughing to myself as i watched him sweet talk the ladies
and then that gnawing question popped back into my head
the question i have asked myself my whole life

if i was prettier, would this person treat me differently?
(have you ever asked yourself this question?)

but here i am
invisible fat butch girl
no jackets for us.  ugly people must shiver in the cold hah

i'm not saying i want this guy's attention
it's important for me to write it out and observe my thought patterns

i was laughing at the beginning of this entry
right now i'm wiping little drops off my cheek

go ahead and cry
this, this is why you shaved your head
to question that question
to break your attachment to beauty


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Wednesday, January 11, 2017
      ( 9:34 PM ) shut up christine  

i dig this video
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Tuesday, January 10, 2017
      ( 2:29 PM ) shut up christine  
medicine for the soul

i'm sitting on the couch with a blanket looking out of these windows
it's raining (my favorite) and the air blowing in from the door soothes my fever
i'm excited to start this book

also good for my soul on sick days:
- a good house cleaning to clear out germs
- sage smudging to clear out negative energy (makoto is rolling his eyes)
- lemonade
- soup
- watch lots of youtube videos on bullet journaling

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Monday, January 09, 2017
      ( 11:35 AM ) shut up christine  
delirium

i finished a 21 hour shift this morning 7am-4am
the last 8 hours evolved from a scratchy throat tickle to full blown sickness

observing/meditating on the unfolding sensations:
i feel fine --> clear throat --> cough nonstop --> voice raspy and low
nose drip --> nose waterfall --> simultaneous waterfall/nostrils plugged up
pre-sneeze false alarm --> sneezing repeatedly --> sinus headache/watery eyes/fever

i think this is my body's way of telling me not to do 21 hour shifts

also, but unrelated:
if i ever win billions in the lottery i would build an expansive rainwater collecting infrastructure/aquifer and massive desalinization plant
hopefully ending our water crisis
for the benefit of all californians for generations to come hooray
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Saturday, January 07, 2017
      ( 11:16 PM ) shut up christine  
a good start

so far i have:
* meditated everyday
* taken a lunch break every shift! this is a big deal!
* packed healthy lunches. lots of beets.  i've been eating more vegetarian meals lately. i may possibly transition back to vegetarianism this year but i'm not going to rush it or pressure myself. if it doesn't happen it's okay

hair is almost at the 3 month mark.
approx 2 inches. sticks straight up
this stage, and the next 4 months, will probably be the most awkward
i know it looks weird
but
i don't care :)

most importantly
i feel different
the tiniest difference.
i can't say for sure because i don't know if i've ever felt this in my 33 years
but i think this is what confidence feels like







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"Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something."
-Last words of Pancho Villa

I am a pencil
ready to write
my life
-Jessica, 4th grade

I Open My Eyes
Take The Crusts Out
Stretch Myself And Check (If I Haven’t)
Returned Again And Everything Is Okay
Still There Is Something Missing
Like All The Walls
-Staralfur, Sigur Ros

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