LIEF. SOMETIHNG. OH RIGHT, AND TEH LOL 2
So, this'll be the incredible 2007 update. I forgot how to do these journal things, so bare with me. OR IS IT BEAR WITH ME? LIKE CHARGING INTO A RAVENOUS BEAST SIDE-BY-SIDE? No, no. This whole proper spelling thing is so confusing.
WHERE AM I RIGHT NOW?
The answer is.... >>>>> WORK
WHY
Because I suckered the building into internetting me.
HOW
SEKRUT!
LOL
Oh, you are so funny. That is no real question!
Here's the deal, few readers that I've lost most contact with!
Yeah, by the way, who am I writing this for? There are only like a few people that really use LJ anymore.
BESIDE the point! Not that there's supposed to be a point to begin with. Oh, I love to write nonsense. These days, I've pulled up a few jobs here and there. Since August of 2005, I've been working in the veterinarian field. Not as a veterinarian, but as a veterinarian's minion. The first 6 months were devoted to a psychopath vet (she was kinda nice actually) that I broke off from around May of 2006. February of that year I had been working for the first time as a Vet Technician in a 24 hour emergency veterinarian hospital with many interesting people that I enjoyed working with. Unfortunately as time went on, many of those people left, and due to the sudden loss of employees, the entire practice got busier for me. Through that place I made a few connections to other hospitals and got to know some of the people that were once employed there. By that, and with the addition of random luck, I nailed a pretty decent job as an overnight technician. The problem there was that I ended up trying to juggle one full time job and one part time. Doesn't sound that bad? You'll have to take into account that the full time job had me on six shifts a week and the old one had me on three, plus relief shifts that I would pick up because I was a total sucker for more work. Those were my mindless workaholic days. 36 hour shifts, by going from one job to the other, happened frequently and I hardly got more than a few hours of sleep a day, when I did sleep.
Well, I started the overnight technician job in June of 06, I believe. I left the old 24 hour hospital in September. Three fun months of craziness, though they really only got unbearable in August. There are many fun stories from that place, but maybe I'll compile those into an entry some other day.
Moving towards where I am now... Since June of 06, I've been working no less than four over nights a week. It was five for a longer period, and I asked to cut it down. I've been through a lot of entertaining situations and it's been a pretty smooth ride. When I began, I worked with a technician on the overnights to be trained. I've learned more from that person about this field than anyone else in those couple of months she worked before she left. Not to downplay the help I've gotten from many other people. I've also met a hot french doctor chick and have since become great friends with her. What a pity she got engaged... and that she's 7 years older. But of course, she ended up leaving the practice just before Christmas of 2006.
Since then I've felt pretty darned independent as I really don't have any close friendships with anyone here anymore. Err, not that I'm complaining. With my laptop handy, I have the whole internet at my disposal. I am good friends with the manager as far as I can tell, but I rarely see her. Which brings me to the next part of my work life...
My attempts to leave have gone haywire. Yeah, I've been trying. But trying in a nice way. At the beginning of January or so, I requested to have all my shifts cut but one. It went over well and the manager began putting ads out. The date for leaving was supposed to be before February 5th. Of course, one person quit and another demanded less shifts. I kept going as a favor until they'd be able to find someone to cover my shifts. It's been a couple weeks now since my deadline, and almost a month and a half since I requested it. I suppose the raise I got made me nicer. I am a total sucker.
In any case, here I am. At work. Watching a cat that looks dead when it's sleeping in the oxygen cage. What a strange career I've picked up...
Well, work isn't the only thing I have going right now. I've finally managed to take at least a couple classes at a local college. Once I get the feel for that, the idea is to break off from work and enroll full time in school so I can pinpoint a better career. One that doesn't involve euthanizing doggies and kitties... or maybe one that involves more of it. Who knows. I have more options on my table than I did over a year ago. Medical, video games... professional boxing! Oh, how fun that would be.
Maybe I can combine all of those.
Annnd I'll just cut the entry right here. The next entry can possibly be about the part of my life that involves women. In other words, there may never be another entry. Oh, I crack myself up.
But no, really. I'll write a next entry soon. I have too much time on my hands right now.
Your beloved, missing,
Cowface
WHERE AM I RIGHT NOW?
The answer is.... >>>>> WORK
WHY
Because I suckered the building into internetting me.
HOW
SEKRUT!
LOL
Oh, you are so funny. That is no real question!
Here's the deal, few readers that I've lost most contact with!
Yeah, by the way, who am I writing this for? There are only like a few people that really use LJ anymore.
BESIDE the point! Not that there's supposed to be a point to begin with. Oh, I love to write nonsense. These days, I've pulled up a few jobs here and there. Since August of 2005, I've been working in the veterinarian field. Not as a veterinarian, but as a veterinarian's minion. The first 6 months were devoted to a psychopath vet (she was kinda nice actually) that I broke off from around May of 2006. February of that year I had been working for the first time as a Vet Technician in a 24 hour emergency veterinarian hospital with many interesting people that I enjoyed working with. Unfortunately as time went on, many of those people left, and due to the sudden loss of employees, the entire practice got busier for me. Through that place I made a few connections to other hospitals and got to know some of the people that were once employed there. By that, and with the addition of random luck, I nailed a pretty decent job as an overnight technician. The problem there was that I ended up trying to juggle one full time job and one part time. Doesn't sound that bad? You'll have to take into account that the full time job had me on six shifts a week and the old one had me on three, plus relief shifts that I would pick up because I was a total sucker for more work. Those were my mindless workaholic days. 36 hour shifts, by going from one job to the other, happened frequently and I hardly got more than a few hours of sleep a day, when I did sleep.
Well, I started the overnight technician job in June of 06, I believe. I left the old 24 hour hospital in September. Three fun months of craziness, though they really only got unbearable in August. There are many fun stories from that place, but maybe I'll compile those into an entry some other day.
Moving towards where I am now... Since June of 06, I've been working no less than four over nights a week. It was five for a longer period, and I asked to cut it down. I've been through a lot of entertaining situations and it's been a pretty smooth ride. When I began, I worked with a technician on the overnights to be trained. I've learned more from that person about this field than anyone else in those couple of months she worked before she left. Not to downplay the help I've gotten from many other people. I've also met a hot french doctor chick and have since become great friends with her. What a pity she got engaged... and that she's 7 years older. But of course, she ended up leaving the practice just before Christmas of 2006.
Since then I've felt pretty darned independent as I really don't have any close friendships with anyone here anymore. Err, not that I'm complaining. With my laptop handy, I have the whole internet at my disposal. I am good friends with the manager as far as I can tell, but I rarely see her. Which brings me to the next part of my work life...
My attempts to leave have gone haywire. Yeah, I've been trying. But trying in a nice way. At the beginning of January or so, I requested to have all my shifts cut but one. It went over well and the manager began putting ads out. The date for leaving was supposed to be before February 5th. Of course, one person quit and another demanded less shifts. I kept going as a favor until they'd be able to find someone to cover my shifts. It's been a couple weeks now since my deadline, and almost a month and a half since I requested it. I suppose the raise I got made me nicer. I am a total sucker.
In any case, here I am. At work. Watching a cat that looks dead when it's sleeping in the oxygen cage. What a strange career I've picked up...
Well, work isn't the only thing I have going right now. I've finally managed to take at least a couple classes at a local college. Once I get the feel for that, the idea is to break off from work and enroll full time in school so I can pinpoint a better career. One that doesn't involve euthanizing doggies and kitties... or maybe one that involves more of it. Who knows. I have more options on my table than I did over a year ago. Medical, video games... professional boxing! Oh, how fun that would be.
Maybe I can combine all of those.
Annnd I'll just cut the entry right here. The next entry can possibly be about the part of my life that involves women. In other words, there may never be another entry. Oh, I crack myself up.
But no, really. I'll write a next entry soon. I have too much time on my hands right now.
Your beloved, missing,
Cowface