I don't know why I still write on this thing
Ok.. so life's doing well.. Sad to say I miss school.. my mind won't stop nagging me to apply to PBCC or BCC so I'll be doing that soon. Which means that I'm going to have to dig through the amazon to find the W-2s ... yay.. refile FASFA.. grr.. My mind is also getting at me for my weight..(funny because I haven't gained weight in 3 years x.x) dreams, little quirks.. so I'll be hunting down a gym too.. probably this weekend.
Work is doing well.. My latest hi profile projects have been setting up the new fax machine, rewriting the website (not posted yet), and being the entire heavy labor department =P
Creatures are doing well.. need more money.. Ray said he'd help out but I've not seen any of it.. so I'm not holding my breath.. Went and met Jamie in Orlando last weekend for Gay Days.. it was fun despite a horrendous pool party and the fact that I stupidly only brought tiedye to wear cause the rest of my wardrobe was dirty..
I'm missing everyone.. I've been hanging out with Jamie, George, Marc, Jack.. and that's about it.. I miss the other people.. I miss being able to show that facet of my personality.. I miss being goofy. I love the Jamie and the Marc because I know that I can be whatever when in their company, but with some of the others I have to stem my strangeness.. eh.. oh well.
Missing the Adelle for the biting sarcasm.. left alone with my mom.. eck.
I'm learning the hard part of my job now also.. I'm getting to know the people as well as the animals.. and if there's a really sweet creature with a nasty human.. I have to hold my tongue.. or if something happens to the creatures.. it's hard.. after a couple visits the pets become your own.. To top it off, my coworker was in a story telling mood today and she related to Bryee (the other new girl) and myself the story of Chloe, the only cat we've lost after a spay.. she ripped her stitches out.. when they found her in the morning her guts we all out and mixed with cat litter and she was alert and purring.. Julita (my coworker) says they did surgery and put the intestines back in and removed the kitty litter and had to remove sections of the intestines as well.. and Chloe was awake throughout the whole thing.. and just kept purring on the table.. She eventually died from liver failure.. her skin became necrotic.. it'd tear if you so much as touched it.. they tried to give her subcutaneous fluids but her skin was so thin that the pressure of the fluids just ripped it open.. ugh.. I'm glad that was before my time there.. I'm sorry that I never got to know Chloe, and I wonder if I'll be able to handle it so well when I'm faced with something like that. Mixed feelings.
Other than all that.. I'm just in a mental rut.. I don't know why.. I suppose that once I hit the gym and get into school and start doing more stuff I'll feel better.. the old keep yourself too busy to think plan. But my plan for the moment is to go out to the car and get my book..
I just read a headline that is interesting: A woman, angry that her chihuahua puppy died took it back to the breeder's house, broke down the door and started beating the breeder with the dead puppy... Makes me proud to be human -.-
Work is doing well.. My latest hi profile projects have been setting up the new fax machine, rewriting the website (not posted yet), and being the entire heavy labor department =P
Creatures are doing well.. need more money.. Ray said he'd help out but I've not seen any of it.. so I'm not holding my breath.. Went and met Jamie in Orlando last weekend for Gay Days.. it was fun despite a horrendous pool party and the fact that I stupidly only brought tiedye to wear cause the rest of my wardrobe was dirty..
I'm missing everyone.. I've been hanging out with Jamie, George, Marc, Jack.. and that's about it.. I miss the other people.. I miss being able to show that facet of my personality.. I miss being goofy. I love the Jamie and the Marc because I know that I can be whatever when in their company, but with some of the others I have to stem my strangeness.. eh.. oh well.
Missing the Adelle for the biting sarcasm.. left alone with my mom.. eck.
I'm learning the hard part of my job now also.. I'm getting to know the people as well as the animals.. and if there's a really sweet creature with a nasty human.. I have to hold my tongue.. or if something happens to the creatures.. it's hard.. after a couple visits the pets become your own.. To top it off, my coworker was in a story telling mood today and she related to Bryee (the other new girl) and myself the story of Chloe, the only cat we've lost after a spay.. she ripped her stitches out.. when they found her in the morning her guts we all out and mixed with cat litter and she was alert and purring.. Julita (my coworker) says they did surgery and put the intestines back in and removed the kitty litter and had to remove sections of the intestines as well.. and Chloe was awake throughout the whole thing.. and just kept purring on the table.. She eventually died from liver failure.. her skin became necrotic.. it'd tear if you so much as touched it.. they tried to give her subcutaneous fluids but her skin was so thin that the pressure of the fluids just ripped it open.. ugh.. I'm glad that was before my time there.. I'm sorry that I never got to know Chloe, and I wonder if I'll be able to handle it so well when I'm faced with something like that. Mixed feelings.
Other than all that.. I'm just in a mental rut.. I don't know why.. I suppose that once I hit the gym and get into school and start doing more stuff I'll feel better.. the old keep yourself too busy to think plan. But my plan for the moment is to go out to the car and get my book..
I just read a headline that is interesting: A woman, angry that her chihuahua puppy died took it back to the breeder's house, broke down the door and started beating the breeder with the dead puppy... Makes me proud to be human -.-