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(no subject) [Nov. 4th, 2005|10:19 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |tiredtired]

Bleh I'm still bitter about yesterday. I think I may sink into denial for a little while. It's just lovely that americans are more concerned about taking away the rights of women and gays than any other pertinent issue. But whatever.

But anyway... I got a job at Banfield pet hospital! Banfield hospitals are those dinky little ones they put inside of PetSmart stores. I'm going to be a "PetNurse assistant" aka bitch who goes around and cleans all of the rooms and kennels and such. Not glamourous, but I get trained as I go, so I'll probably be a technician (or petnurse, according to banfields funny vocabulary) within a year. Everyone there is really really young, like early twenties. Even the doctors there are only in their late 20s-early 30s, plus everyone is REALLY nice and down to earth. I even get weekends off! It's awesomeness.

Yeah so school pretty much sucks ass... but I miraculously passed my first chem exam.

I want to send someone a banana in the mail. I remember in 3rd grade some kid (was his name michael? matthew?) moved to Hawaii and he sent our class a coconut with a message written on it. Apparently you can just slap stamps on things and throw them in the mailbox? Cynthia I'd send it to you but I think it'd decompose by the time it got there.
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(no subject) [Nov. 3rd, 2005|09:49 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |lonelyhopeless]

a sad day.
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(no subject) [Nov. 2nd, 2005|10:30 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |optimisticoptimistic]

It felt good to vote. It made me really happy. It was, however, a big pain in the ass. I'm signed up as an absentee voter (aka lazy voter) but they never sent a ballot to my new address (but they did send one to my old address). I wasn't sure if it was valid with a bad adress on it, so I took it into my polling place this morning and everyone gave me different advice (including a lawer who followed me around to make sure my rights weren't violated...uhhh) It was actually pretty frustrating, and I could understand why some people might get discouraged from voting in a situation like that. I think everything worked out in the end, though... and I hope my vote still gets counted after all the fuss.

but in other news, HAPPY KERRY'S ELECTION DAY!!!! (kris you beat me to it)
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(no subject) [Oct. 7th, 2005|05:26 pm]
frootsmoothie
[mood |restlessi have to go to the bathroom]

Ok so the whole chore battle thing didn't work. The apartment just ended up getting really filthy and I think I may have caught some sort of african giardia disease from the sink (Yeah don't ask my why...) So I spent most of yesterday cleaning up the filth and doing dishes. There is still a big pile of trash in the kitchen though, which I am MAKING him take out because it's gross and huge and it's his fault it's there. I should seriously take a picture because it is overtaking the refridgerator... I have to scoot bags out of the way to get in there. Ew.

I'm not sure what I think of my classes yet... Philosophy is kinda blah, but we haven't had any homework or reading or anything so I'm not sure what to expect in the end. The prof is kind of cute though. Math is way easier than I thought. I spent all last year trying to avoid it but in reality it's really easy (I'm just taking precal, which I already took in high school, so it's all review for me). Chemistry, on the other hand, is a whore. It's really hard and confusing and awful just like my last chem class. However, the class hasn't made me cry yet and I haven't had a panic attack (both of which I did more than a handful of times last quarter) So yeah maybe It's not so bad.
Bobby is taking chem this quarter at NSCC, and it's so much easier than the UW equivalent I want to barf. I never bash community college but damn that just really pisses me off >.< Even his classes at BCC were way more challenging. NSCC is just ghetto I guess.

I finally saw Napoleon Dynamite! OMG fucking hilarious.

I am really just procrastinating because I have a shitload of math and chem homework to do. Blahhhh.
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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2005|09:30 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |excitedfirst day of skool!]

Damn, having classes start at 11:30 is the best thing ever. Last year I had 8:30 classes and every morning it was like "shit! no time for a shower, i'll just wear a sweatshirt again...". I was probably pretty stinky, now that I think about it.
Getting out of class at 2:30 kinda sucks, but it's nice because I'll never have to go to work earlier than 3:30.

My apartment building is so lonely. Seriously EVERYONE has moved out. There is only one other person living on my floor , and I think only two apartments on the second floor are occupied (someone moved out yesterday). So it's like a grand total of 8 occupied aparments out of 17 or something. It's nuts.
So yeah, all you cool people should come move in and be my cool neighbors =P It's right next to the zoo, and it's $620 a month for a fairly nice one bedroom apartment... I don't know how much the 2 bedrooms cost.

Yuck the trash stinks really bad, but I can't take it out because I'm having a chore battle with bobby. He says he cleans the apartment all the time (which is such bullshit) so I've just stopped cleaning. So far it's only been a day and a half but it already is smelly and gross in here and the sink is overflowing with dishes. Ew, I will almost certainly crack before he does a single dish, mostly because he has a really high tolerance for disgustingness. I think I am doomed to clean up after his sorry ass for the rest of my life. BAH. I need a helper monkey. Actually my Aunt Kay had a monkey once, but all it did was poop and stink up the place. Maybe a helper wallaby. That would be so cute!

Wow I had time to make coffee, write a big pointless lj entry, straighten my hair, and the bus doesn't come for another 45 minutes. This is amazing.
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(no subject) [Sep. 27th, 2005|11:14 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |stressedwiggly]

School starts on wednesday! I'm nervous more than excited. Spring quarter last year left such a bad taste in my mouth that I'm really quite terrified of going into another chemistry class. Ehh.
I emailed a bunch of vet clinics in the area about veterinary assistant jobs. One of them emailed me back and now I have to call their office manager. I should do it right now, but I get really freaked out about what I'm going to say. God damn I'm so stressed out all the time! Bahhh.

Bailey is going to be buzz lightyear for halloween!!! He conveniently fits into build-a-bear clothes. OMG it's ridiculous.

Is it september 28th in new zealand yet? Damn time zones in other countries. So um, sortof happy birthday to cynthia?? Maybe..? HAPPY BIRTHDAY either way!

Ok so now I have to go buy my books for school. I hate trying to find parking on the ave but I really don't want to take the bus (I try to avoid the crazy folk as much as possible).
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(no subject) [Sep. 20th, 2005|01:53 pm]
frootsmoothie
[mood |nervousnervous]

So I've been thinking a lot this summer, and I think I want to go to veterinary school. I've always wanted to be a vet, ever since I was a little girl, but I decided against it because it's so competitive and so many years of school. I have the whole rest of my life to work, so what's an extra four years of school?
Unfortunately I'm way behind on the classes I need, so I'm probably going to have to take summer classes for the next 2-3 years, but I think it's worth it. Plus, even if I don't end up getting into vet school (which is nearly as competitive as med school) I'll still have the credits I need to be a Biology major, which is what I wanted in the first place.

The only really big problem (besides passing chemistry): the only vet school in washington is in pullman. Meaning I'd have to spend 4 years living in a dusty hole. I feel bad for Bobby more than anything, but he said he'd move if I really wanted to pursue it.
Eh who knows I have 3 years to figure it out.
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(no subject) [Sep. 17th, 2005|11:32 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |blahBLEH]

I finally got the balls to tell my manager that I'm looking for a lab job. I'm going to still work for kids club one day a week, plus some over the summer and during xmas break and such. Yay I'm really excited. I'm going to try to get a job in the primate lab on campus cause that sounds like it would be awesome, plus you get to wear a lab coat and look all professional and shiz.

OMG I knit a dog sweater because I am the KEWLEST (not)
Haha it's really ugly, but I just randomly knitted it because I wanted to see if it could be done. Now I'm going to go to michaels and buy a bunch of cute froo froo pink yarn and knit some doggy diva clothes!


oh so ugly!


a couple more doggy picturesCollapse )

UGH I just want school to start. I'm so bored, and working at kids club all the time makes me want to commit suicide. I wonder what would happen if I didn't show up today... I wish it were that easy.
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(no subject) [Sep. 4th, 2005|11:50 am]
frootsmoothie
[mood |depresseddepressed]

You know what sucks? Working six 8-hour days in a row and not getting overtime because it's not technically part of the same week. Bleh.

Yuck the aparment is so filthy. I've been so stressed out with the dogs and everything I haven't cleaned in over a week.

Oh plus Bailey has demodectic mange. God, the last thing I need is another doggy medical condition. Apparently it's not a huge problem in dogs under a year, and it usually clears up on its own as their immune system matures... so I'm going to wait another week and see if it gets any better/worse, because I really can't afford another trip to the vet.
I will never ever EVER have children. I'm close to a mental breakdown already and I only have dogs to worry about. o_O

I'm going to make my own designer dog collars and sell them. No really, I mean it this time! =)
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(no subject) [Sep. 2nd, 2005|12:23 pm]
frootsmoothie
[mood |drainedslightly less stressed]

Bleh, so much stupid drama this week. It's not even juicy drama, just dog drama =/

So last thursday my mom comes over to visit me, and she happens to bring me a little suprise - another puppy. Oh joy.
She didn't really buy it for me actually, she bought it for Bailey, so he would have a playmate while we were gone at work. This is a good idea in theory (since I agree that Bailey needs company while we're away) but it's not the best idea when the person you buy it for is not really prepared to suddenly have another puppy. Ugh, stress.

So anyway, I keep her for two days and realize that her and Bailey are not getting along very well - she didn't want to play with him and would rather just sit quietly on our laps. Because of this, we agree to give the puppy back to my mom on Monday, since she would be happy to take her, and the pup would get along better with Bleeb and Gepetto (who are much calmer than Bailey).

So by Saturday night we [thought] that we had the crazy dog situation all worked out... (yeah right)
At this point we realize that our quiet little puppy seems to be acting more like a sick little puppy, and she eventually collapses on the sofa and starts gasping for air. So it's 10pm and we rush her to Emerald City Emergency Vet Hospital, where they take excessive amounts ($$$) of chest X-rays and hook her up to all sorts of oxygen therapy and intravenous fluids ($$$!). After they look at the 3 billion xrays, they inform us that she has terrible pneumonia and the only way she will live is if she is kept in the ICU for 3 days - which would cost somewhere around $1,700. So at this point I am crying my eyes out because neither of us can come up with $1700, and my mom was on vacation and we couldn't get in touch with her at all. It is definately the most awful feeling in the whole world to know that you have the ability to save a life, but you can't because you don't have the money to do it.

So we opt for euthanasia, which we were told was our only other option. We sign to have her put down, and they bring her into the room for our last visit. It is at this point (it is past 2am by now) that the nurse tells us "Oh, by the way, Dr Allen told me that we could send her home with some medicine and you could try to treat her as an out-patient."

That's the sleaziest thing in the world!! First they say - pay us $1700 or she will die, no matter what. They put us through all that emotional turmoil and make us feel like horrible people who can't afford to save a helpless life... and then at the very end when we have to say our final goodbyes they tell us - "Oh by the way..."

So needless to say, we decide to take home some antibiotics and try to nurse her back to health from home. I still ended up paying close to $500 for the visit, but even if we had euthanized her, the bill would have been around $450 anyway.

So it's been 5 days since her trip to the hospital and she's never looked better. She's still a little gurgly in the chest, but she's super active and playful and harasses Bailey for hours (Bailey has never looked happier). We named her Olivia.

Mother fucker, I wish I wasn't such a sucker for cute animals. It's so cute though because Bobby just loves her to death.. he's such a good daddy.
I think this officially means that by the time I'm 40 I'm going to be one of those crazy animal ladies with a hundred cats and dogs, and one day the police are going to bust down my door and find my body half eaten by dogs and laying in a pool of filthy animal waste. I'm doomed.
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