... and stuff...
This is what we call an obligatory post.
Not in the sense that I'm being forced, per se, but that I really should just get it over with before grander things approach. Sort of clear the palate in anticipation of better things. That having been said, unless you're really interested in what I found when I fell off the map... I'm not guaranteeing much.
Bleh, so let see... Last post was the birthday. Ok. Well between you, me, and the server the couple of weeks after that were some serious cool. Hooked up with an old friend from the HS era (but not actually Mitchell) and spent a fair amount of time in Tampa. Oh, sure - there were amusing stories told, and I had an experience with jello shots (Insert flashback to the "purple nurples" of Supernatural episode 'Tall Tales' here), and I wont deny spending the night in her apartment more than once. Cut me some slack, she's a really cute redhead. Anyway, like all things lately it faded and by the end of the month there was nothing to report.
July... what to say of July. Oh. Employment. Got a job at a CVS Pharmacy; it's a pretty decent gigg. The paycheck's kinda nice too. I thought for a while I was going to switch to pharmacy - and it's still an option - but I cant say as that I really love it. It's something I could do that would pay really well. Period. Though the "retail experience" has certainly been a course in life lessons. Sufficed to say it's not really an area I want a career in. Too much hierarchy and confrontation over stuff. Where are the cool casual people who have a little irreverent fun every now and again?
Otherwise I just worked with dad in the shop some. We got a sizable percentage of the tractor back together, which is cool. Automotive style painting is not my calling, though. Oh how I do detest sanding.
August. Hours got cut way back. It's Florida, and pharmacy is seasonal. I'm the low man on the totem pole. I get it. Still... this one or two days a week stuff is kinda bland. So what do I do all day sitting alone in the house? Why, lay around in my underwear and drink beer, of course. I swear I'm not becoming an alcoholic, really. Though if you're looking for the quintessential "college beer" with a high alcohol content and super low cost, let me recommend Steel Reserve. So long as it's cold and you don't take too long to drink it, it's not bad. Furthermore, it follows what I will henceforth refer to as the "tequila paradox"; wherein equivalent alcohol contents in two beverages yield drastically different inebriation results. Aka for two such beers, it was between three and four vodka shots.
... holy hell I sound like a drunk. I realize though what Nathan meant when he was in Korea: "Dude, there's nothing else to do but drink."
Ooh! This actually is quite noteworthy! Lets hope somebody made it this far for the cool news. Alright, so life was looking pretty suck, between having no experience in Pharmacy, but a more competitive edge with grades and sheer competition of number of schools; and having shit-grades for Veterinary but a lot of experience and a respectable passion for the field. I actually coined the phrase "half qualified for two different careers, and competitive in neither" for the situation. Mom came home from work one day and asked me "So do you know anything about Ross University SVM in the Caribbean?" My reply was of course, yes, the name had crossed my ears before, but no - I had no real knowledge of them as a school. Freshman year we ruled out offshore schools, supposedly never to be spoken of again. Anyway, they were advertising an information session on the radio for this weekend in Tampa. Well so I go looking up Ross for background information, and Holy Shit! - they're pretty cool.
Long story short, not only do I stand a decent chance there (what with a previous Berry grad of similar academics getting in last year, etc.), but the school actually looks pretty cool. And hey, who doesn't want to spend three years chillin on de island? So if I may paraphrase the Uruk-Hai leader, "Looks like Vet's back on the table, boys!"
That's pretty much the story 'till now. Doing paperwork and calling grad schools and the like is nothing I particularly enjoy, but it beats -you know- not pursuing a professional degree. I am kinda looking forward to getting back to Berry, though. I miss the life of... having a life.
See ya in 14 days.
~Rick
Not in the sense that I'm being forced, per se, but that I really should just get it over with before grander things approach. Sort of clear the palate in anticipation of better things. That having been said, unless you're really interested in what I found when I fell off the map... I'm not guaranteeing much.
Bleh, so let see... Last post was the birthday. Ok. Well between you, me, and the server the couple of weeks after that were some serious cool. Hooked up with an old friend from the HS era (but not actually Mitchell) and spent a fair amount of time in Tampa. Oh, sure - there were amusing stories told, and I had an experience with jello shots (Insert flashback to the "purple nurples" of Supernatural episode 'Tall Tales' here), and I wont deny spending the night in her apartment more than once. Cut me some slack, she's a really cute redhead. Anyway, like all things lately it faded and by the end of the month there was nothing to report.
July... what to say of July. Oh. Employment. Got a job at a CVS Pharmacy; it's a pretty decent gigg. The paycheck's kinda nice too. I thought for a while I was going to switch to pharmacy - and it's still an option - but I cant say as that I really love it. It's something I could do that would pay really well. Period. Though the "retail experience" has certainly been a course in life lessons. Sufficed to say it's not really an area I want a career in. Too much hierarchy and confrontation over stuff. Where are the cool casual people who have a little irreverent fun every now and again?
Otherwise I just worked with dad in the shop some. We got a sizable percentage of the tractor back together, which is cool. Automotive style painting is not my calling, though. Oh how I do detest sanding.
August. Hours got cut way back. It's Florida, and pharmacy is seasonal. I'm the low man on the totem pole. I get it. Still... this one or two days a week stuff is kinda bland. So what do I do all day sitting alone in the house? Why, lay around in my underwear and drink beer, of course. I swear I'm not becoming an alcoholic, really. Though if you're looking for the quintessential "college beer" with a high alcohol content and super low cost, let me recommend Steel Reserve. So long as it's cold and you don't take too long to drink it, it's not bad. Furthermore, it follows what I will henceforth refer to as the "tequila paradox"; wherein equivalent alcohol contents in two beverages yield drastically different inebriation results. Aka for two such beers, it was between three and four vodka shots.
... holy hell I sound like a drunk. I realize though what Nathan meant when he was in Korea: "Dude, there's nothing else to do but drink."
Ooh! This actually is quite noteworthy! Lets hope somebody made it this far for the cool news. Alright, so life was looking pretty suck, between having no experience in Pharmacy, but a more competitive edge with grades and sheer competition of number of schools; and having shit-grades for Veterinary but a lot of experience and a respectable passion for the field. I actually coined the phrase "half qualified for two different careers, and competitive in neither" for the situation. Mom came home from work one day and asked me "So do you know anything about Ross University SVM in the Caribbean?" My reply was of course, yes, the name had crossed my ears before, but no - I had no real knowledge of them as a school. Freshman year we ruled out offshore schools, supposedly never to be spoken of again. Anyway, they were advertising an information session on the radio for this weekend in Tampa. Well so I go looking up Ross for background information, and Holy Shit! - they're pretty cool.
Long story short, not only do I stand a decent chance there (what with a previous Berry grad of similar academics getting in last year, etc.), but the school actually looks pretty cool. And hey, who doesn't want to spend three years chillin on de island? So if I may paraphrase the Uruk-Hai leader, "Looks like Vet's back on the table, boys!"
That's pretty much the story 'till now. Doing paperwork and calling grad schools and the like is nothing I particularly enjoy, but it beats -you know- not pursuing a professional degree. I am kinda looking forward to getting back to Berry, though. I miss the life of... having a life.
See ya in 14 days.
~Rick