(71) Mystified Island

I woke up to the sound of a buzzing lawnmower that wouldn't get the fuck away. That was at noon, but I managed to ignore it until 2:00 when I jumped out of bed finally feeling rested. I went to bed at around 4 last night after watching a terrifying episode of Untold Stories of the ER. I don't know why, but I'm really into that kind of [true] scary stuff, even if it does sometimes contain graphic images I'm not too fond of. Not to mention keep me up at night and plague my mind with terror the following day.
I guess the show was pretty boring and nothing short of what the average Joe and Jane would think of when picturing an ER, but what kept me watching was this patient who stalled away in the cargo of a jet plane for 11 hours.
I remember watching an episode of Spike TV's 1000 Ways to Die (it's my guilty pleasure!), and one of the segments featured what would happen in this exact situation. Here's the segment if anyone's interested:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWoelZZrHMs

So how this man managed to survive 11 hours at under -80 degrees was mind-blowing, especially to the doctors. Unlike the rated G 1000 Ways to Die version, upon landing and the staff discovering the body, he looked burned; As though he was pulled out of a fire and had been covered in soot. His feet and hands were disfigured and clasped together, and the "burned" skin seemed to have been peeling away piece by piece. Even though it was a re-enactment, I was glued to the scene wondering how they were going to help this man escape the brink of death, and wondering how in the world he survived! It even showed some live footage of the actual patient when he was on the ER table. Terrifying!!
Fortunately, they managed to save him. But sadly, he was an illegal immigrant trying to smuggle himself into the country and, well... once he healed, he was deported :/

For brunch I headed to the Atrium and got a cup of hot delicious coffee, a PB&J sandwich, a banana, and a bright, sexy, juicy orange. I sat for awhile and chilled out until I went to Woodworth and changed my work schedule for this week. I managed to score two shifts for tomorrow instead, so be working about 6 hours tomorrow. I get an hour in between the shifts for lunch and to relax, plus another 15 minute break during my second shift. Not so bad. It just barely covers what I usually work on weekdays (I know, I know-- pathetic, but its just pocket money), so luckily my paycheck won't have too much of a chunk missing. I then sat down and read my book for about an hour, and headed back. Went to dinner with Kyle with surprise guest appearance by Alex, and we had flashbacks of elementary school Pizza Days with the blah-quality pizza served at The Retreat.

Kyle and I hung out and watched Animal Planet afterward, and then he left and I cut my bangs. I like to think I'm getting pretty good at, though whenever I cut them and then go to a salon, the stylist always seems to ask "So do you cut your bangs yourself?". They never say whether or not I do a good or bad job, but they can always tell.