Dawwwwww....You guys!

So first of all, a big shout out to all my peeps, who supported me when I was down... I... I... love you guys....
Also, my body started crying out for salad after about the sixteenth chocolate cookie. Apparently, my body won't let me abuse it anymore. Damn. And I was gonna start smokin' again. You know, to blend in to "New Jersey". (Kidding... I actually think I'm the only person in the world who didn't want to quit smoking... It just kind of gave up on me.)
I am much more cheerful now. I think I'm going to enroll for EMT training. Still apply to med school, but in the meantime, EMT stuff. Yay! I think it will balance out the crappity job situation, too. I will use the decent money to springboard to something better. And let's face it. Edmonton is cheaper to live in than Calgary. I can do this in a shorter time span. At least, that is this week's plan.
So Bne's giving me a ride to work, and I suddenly notice, "You know? You never see a homeless guy and a leprechaun in the same area?" I know what you're thinking. She's absolutely right. I have not seen a homeless guy and a leprechaun in the same area. But in case you doubt me, I provide the following proofs for my hypothesis. Homeless guys.... Surly. Leprechauns? Also surly. Homeless guys.... drink. Leprechauns? C'mon. They be my people. The Irish. Blood does not course within these veins. Rather, a mixture of erythrocytes and 40 proof whiskey flows through our circulatory system. Both homeless guys and leprechauns protect a mythical pot of gold.
At least the ones along Jasper do.

I need a monster prescription of Fuckitol

So.... um.... I didn't get into med school. Again. For the fourth time. I think they're trying to tell me something. At least I made it to the final cuts this time, which means at the last minute I got thrown to the garbage heap of what I can only assume must be the non-art-thievin', non-hotel room-wreckin', non-prescription abusin' group. And who would want anybody that boring for their physician? I ask you? I'm alternating between utter despair and apathy for everything in my life right now. I think the biggest problem is that I've been trying for this for so long, I don't know what else I would like to do for a career. And I'm gettin' a bit long in the tooth to keep pursuing something that may never happen. Probably will never happen. Not that I'm depressed. Or administering chocolate through IV right now or anything. "20 ccs of Fudgie-os! STAT!" So I welcome everyone's suggestions, because I am seriously, seriously lost right now. I gotta go eat more stuff now. See yas.