Xanga-December 29, 2006

Where I am Today

Two things first-
First of all, I had some where the marriage license requirements for all of the states surrounding Missouri, but I don't know where they are. I was going to relist them for those interested in eloping. Nebraska is the best bang for your buck if I remember correctly-no waiting period (marriage is obviously like buying a gun), no blood test, good for one year and only $15.
Second of all, I would like to think that little kids have an inate sense of whether or not someone is a good person. And whether of not they are to be liked or even trusted. Thus, due to Alex's proclaimation that he loves me, I would guess that he thinks I am a good person. And subsquently, allowed to be involved in his life via Joe...hopefully this is a long term though. Maybe I'm reading too much into this.
Okay, where I am today...(WARNING TO JOE! THIS INVOLVES OLD BOYFRIENDS, BUT NOTHING THAT YOU HAVN'T HEARD BEFORE.)
December is a month in which I think alot about my current relationship, former relationships and the people involved. Why? Well, Joe and I started official being a couple in December, Joe's birthday is in December, the last serious relationship I was in ended at the beginning of January and that guy's birthday was in December (oddly enough the day after Christmas to Joe's day before).
Anyway, let's take a trip back three or four years to my last serious relationship with a guy named Jeremiah. I met Jeremiah when we were juniors in high school working at McDonald's. Eventually after high school we started dating. He was in the army which complicated things but not so much as that I stopped dating him even though in the little more than two years we went out I saw him maybe a total of 3 months. And during this time I was at college and being tormented with the love/hate relationship we had in my mind as is typical of me when its time to break up with someone. All of my friends knew this. And tried many times to get me to break up with him. And everytime I was going to, we'd have a great time talking on the phone and I'd be reminded of why I like him in the first place and I couldn't. Eventually, he came home. And I realized that he was dumb, that he had no ambition and was all talk, that things wern't going to go anywhere fast with him and that we wanted completly different things. So I dumped him. And he took it. Didn't even put up a fight. But it was all for the best I guess.
At times with Jeremiah, I would of done anything for him. I seriously would of dropped out of college and gone to live with him in Germany if that was what he wanted. Luckily, I was never called to do that. But I can see exactly where I would be today if I had stayed with him. Despite being intimidated by strong women (as I like to consider myself), Jeremiah would of convinced me not to come back to college in Columbia. We'd be living together in DeSoto, a town I hate. He would have the same job he has today-a good union floor layers job. I would of been lucky to finish the vet tech program at the community college and be working at some small animal clinic and hating every minute of it OR be working at McDonald's or some equally horrible job, Super Wal-Mart. And either we'd be dancing around the issue of getting married or already married with a new baby. I don't like the looks of what could of been.
SO I am extremely glad that a year plus ago, I decided that I wanted to drunkenly make out with someone. And even more glad that that person was Joe. Joe is really perfect for me. He keeps me interested and on my toes about lots of things. He's smart and funny. He thinks I'm the same. He never hesitates to let me do what I want and pushes me to do better. We motivate each other. Everything I am, he's not. Everything I need him to be, he is. We compliment each other and fit together. Joe is it. My mom should stop asking silly questions like 'how serious are you guys?' Well, serious enough that running off to Nebraska sounds like a good idea. (Yes, we're from the midwest. Some people go to Vegas to get hitched; we go to the cornhusker state.)
Martha says that Joe is good for me. That I am myself when Joe is around instead of dumbing things down like I did with Jeremiah. And I'm glad that I can be myself and glad that other people recoginize it too.
Okay, I'm about to cry so time to post...

[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/24/11]

Xanga-December 26, 2006

The Tooth Fairy Owes Me $$ or Merry Christmas

Christmas was very good to me. I had such a wonderful time in St.Joe. So great in fact that coming home to my own Christmas was slightly painful.
Friday night I set out late to meet Joe after he got off work and ended up sitting in the parking lot for half an hour until he got there. Honestly, we didn't go to bed right away...we spent several hours talking and giggling. It was really great. Saturday, we bummed around, got some fast food, went over to Casey's parents' house where I was assaulted by an increasing number of relatives, (Its crazy how many people are involved in Joe's life/family.), looked at Christmas lights and then hung out at Jackie and Casey's house. After that we went to Steve's party. Oh my God. Steve was complete craziness and kept telling us about elbow dropping a pumpkin. I know that he's going to read this and that I probably got what he did to the pumpkin wrong so he can correct me. He can also take comfort in the fact that I found him very, very amusing. Sunday, Joe and I got up early to pick up Alex and go to eat at the chinese restaurant with Joe's dad, Kevin and Missy and Gabbi and Scott. It was nice. Then we went back to pick up my car and dog and stuff. Alex wanted to ride with me but my car was full of stuff. Then he proceeded to tell me that he loved me. Oh my God. Seriously. We went over to Jackie and Casey's house, had Joe's birthday (complete with his 'because you're not 30 yet' present), I took a nap and then we opened Christmas presents since Alex and I were not going to be there the next day. Then I sadly went home to Columbia where I spent the night. It was such a nice time that I wished to elope to Nebraska today (Tuesday) but Joe would have no part of my irrational desire.
Christmas morning, I woke up and came to DeSoto. It was me, my brother, my parents and my mom's parents. Not many people. We ate, opened presents, ate some more and then everyone left while I slept on the couch. That night, mom, dad and I played Scene It! Dad won even though he only got two questions right the entire night. Poo.
So the loot...what did I get? Joe got me some very nice perfume and a CD player, I got some money and candles from Missy and Kevin, a stocking, shirt, bath stuff and some framed pictures (no, my mom didn't get to see the luau picture) from Jackie and Casey. From my family, I got a winter car preparedness kit, two vet books, markers, hat/gloves/scarf, kitchen knives and several other things. Still no globe. Oh well, Jerry's been asking his whole lifetime for a remote control car and only just got one. I'll keep asking or buy one for myself. Riley got some presents too including a kickball that's already been popped and a rope that was stolen and lost by my parents' dog.
I want my xanga entries to become one of the most popular blog entries in myspace. This hinges on the ability of myspace to work consistently for me. If so, those entries will be mere copy and paste jobs of this one. Now how to make it more popular? I think entitling every entry as 'Hot XXX Action' or the like would be helpful.
My mom told me at Christmas that I was getting fat. I told her it was my hibernation fat which is partly true but some of the other reasons wouldn't be so well received.
So, why does the tooth fairy owe me $$? Because I lost a tooth that's why!! Back in August, I chipped a tooth-it was a baby tooth that should of fallen out like ten years before but I don't have adult teeth to replace them so they didn't. Anyway, on and off it had gotten or been loose. Then finally, one side was completely loose and I kept playing with it. Sunday morning I woke up and it was there in my mouth. I told my mom I was going to put it under my pillow. Its a baby tooth and I think I've been shorted some money.

[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/24/11]

Xanga-December 23, 2006

The big manilla envelope was indeed my histo grade. And as predicted, a C!
I'm hanging out in the Joe this weekend with Joe. Its been cool so far and since tomorrow is his birthday, will only get better.
I don't have anything else to say.

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Xanga-December 20, 2006

You're name is really Alice...

So when I have kids, one totally has to be nicknamed Birdsey, after Birdsey Renshaw this guy that discovered these certain types of cells in the CNS. I'm sorry, Joe. It just must be done. And why? Because of the extra 5% added to the physiology final score! Giving me a 70.1% C! YES!
There's a big fat manila envelope in my mailbox. Wonder what that's all about and what happens if I am the first person to take it out.
Renshaw Cells-its in German so I don't know what's going on. Something with a motor neuron, the cells, the muscle and acetylcholine, a neurotransmitter.
Palpate-–verb (used with object), -pat·ed, -pat·ing.

to examine by touch, esp. for the purpose of diagnosing disease or illness.

 As in 'We rectally palpated some heifers on Saturday.' Put it together and you know all of the places my are has been!

[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]

Xanga-December 19, 2006

C equals DVM but remember there's a D in there, too

So yesterday, I calculated my final grades in two of my classes and figured out the minimum number of points needed for a C in two others. So here's the breakdown:

• Cell biology-87.5% B-okay, so in this class there were rumors of a curve being put into place. I don't know why because I figured everyone was doing okay. It was rumored to be at 88% (poo) or 87% (yea!).
• Anatomy-Well, I don't actually know my grade in this class. Going into the final I could get as low as a 36% to keep a C and needed an 86% for a B. I got a D on the written part leaving me to only need 25 points out of 125 on the practical for a C. I'm hedging my bets and betting on a C.
• Microanatomy-Well, I don't know this grade either. I got a D on Rubin's written portion and because I know everyone does poorly on her part maybe we'll get lucky and it will be curved. Irregardless, I need something like 85 points out of 190 to keep a C. Betting on a C here, too.
• Physiology-68.something% D-alright, so I totally aced my last test-I got a strong B, but failed the final. Like literally failed it-55%. And if I did the calculations right that really high D is where I land. My fingers are crossed for a curve on something, subsequently bringing my grade up to a C. And perhaps Dr.Schadt will remember that I want to name a kid Birdsey!

I'm going to finish Christmas shopping today. Tomorrow assemble some presents and wrap them (unless I get bit by the wrapping bug today). And Thursday make Riley a little plaid flannel blanket to wear.
I don't know what is going on with the dairy calf study. I got a really confusing e-mail from Munashe today and am just going under the assumption that until Thursday when I was specifically mentioned to work that they will call me if I need to do something. I went out there last night and checked around 1am just because John knew I would. Damn him and his knowing of my love for cows.
So Saturday, I palpated some cows with the kindergarten cop. Bovine club had set up this opportunity to palpate some dairy heifers with abnormal tracts with Dr.Volkmann who is from Nambimia (?) in Africa. It was a German colony thus Dr.Volkmann has a strong Germany-ish accent. Now maybe it was because I watched a movie about the concentration camps the night before or maybe its because unless they are wearing lederhosen, the German people naturally sound angry, but Dr.Volkmann (who in actually was very nice) seemed that he could get mad very easily and perhaps just changed out of his SS uniform. All of my irrational judgements aside, we palpated normal tracts on some very little beef heifers. And then some abnormal tracts on some dairy heifers. I didn't realize how small a heifer's reproductive tract is! Its the size of my hand! I'm used to palpating cows. For them, I'm in up to my shoulder if not trying not to be sucked entirely in because I am so short. Additionally, I rarely find anything other than the cervix. These heifers, I only went in to mid forearm (and its a good thing I have small hands!) and found everything. I did manage to be two for three in detecting the problems of some heifers, felt ovaries and cervixes and then answered correctly questions about a dead fetus and the results of it. I had a good time. This is what veterinary medicine is for me. This is what I like to do. Physiology and histology be damned. I could care less about your dying dog but give me a healthy cow to stick my arm up its ass any day!


[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]

Xanga-December 18, 2006

Thank God that finals are over. However, I haven't checked my grades yet-I will once I am done with this entry. But also because two of my tests had written or practical portions that are not yet in our mailboxes, I won't know the final outcome of those classes. I hope to God that I didn't fail out. I can take the D I was destined to get in physiology but I don't want to fail out. Mostly because if I do, I'll never become a veterinarian because I never want to come back. (My new saying is going to be 'C equals DVM but remember there is one D in there, too.')
Anyway,  last night we had our anatomy lab group party. Everyone brought over some food and it was good times. We watched a very long confusing movie (the second Pirates of the Caribbean). And then because Marin was in Colorado unknown to anyone but herself, I had to leave at 12:15 (from my own house!) to feed a calf. That broke up the party (it had already put a damper on it since I couldn't drink). No ouija board, no learning the crazy sex lives of my classmates (though seriously, I think that being over a dead dog seemed to bring that out better.), no nakedness, no slumber party with frozen panties and braiding of each other's hair. Sigh.
I did some Christmas shopping and still have more to do. But the thing is while Christmas shopping in itself is aggervating-crowds and parking-I love doing it because I am buying things (on my credit card) for other people. And even though I should get it done-Christmas is one week away!-I don't want it to end. Still have to finish up for Alex, Joe, Joe's assorted family members, and Grandma. I think. I sort of lost my list at Hy-Vee yesterday.


[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]

Xanga-December 15, 2006

Probably going to fail fast again today...well slightly slower because I can't move at my own speed during the practical.
Came home last night to a loose puppy. She had eaten a Christmas card from my grandma, a magizine subscription card, a time sheet, all of the buttons off of my coat and one shoe-the last nice pair of black shoes I owned. Nice. Thanks Riley!


[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]

Xanga-December 14, 2006

Two ways to fail-fail fast or fail slow

I've already failed fast this morning. So much for keeping a C in physiology-I say this not having actually checked my grade. Knowing my grade is inversly proportional to how much I study for anatomy today.
Target uniform.
Anyway, I've listened to so much music here lately that my head is a radio-during my test I went from Story of The Year to The All-American Rejects to something else. Annoying when you're trying to thing about the cardiovascular system.
Last night, I got home a little before two. I really needed to get to bed so I didn't walk Riley. It was about two when I got to bed but Riley kept making all of this noise in her crate-rattling tin cups on the bars and such. Finally at twenty till three, she quit and I could fall asleep thinking about how I needed that slow wave sleep that's so restoritive unlike the unknown function of REM sleep. (That's from what my test was on today.) Anyway, about 5:20am, I woke up fully awake-so I must of woken up from REM sleep because its more likely to wake you up internally than from an external stimulus-and heard Riley getting a drink of water-with her tounge covered in papillae-both mechanical (conical and filiform, but not lecintacular-those are only in ruminants) and gustatory (valliate, follate and fungiform) and a lissa with an unknown function. Wait that's not right I thought because Riley should be in her crate! So I called her and was greeted with 23lbs of corgi on my chest. So she laid on my bed with me for a little while before I got tired of her and put her up. I inspected the apartment for damage-probably three hours worth-and found (luckily) none. Silly, smart puppy.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/21/11]

Xanga-December 13, 2006

Today's outfit is recycled from Saturday's date night-but that makes it none the less cute. Denim skirt and black tights, black heels, plaid western shirt and burgandy sweater.
Now I must study for histology. I only need a 53% to keep a C in the class and need a doable 86% to get a B, however the teacher likes to screw us over...who knows the ten layers of the retina? Not me, that's who.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/21/11]

Xanga-December 12, 2006

I figured since I didn't have any finals today and all I was doing was studying that I was off duty so to speak-so I wore jeans and  t-shirt. Tomorrow though, watch out! I'm back on duty and will wow!
Now quit making me waste time...

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Xanga-December 11, 2006

Friday I wore jeans and a t-shirt. I even rebelled agains the vet school and wore an unvet school shirt. Still Mizzou though. Today, I channeled my inner Elmer for my cell bio final and wore khakis, sweater vest/polo and brown mules.
So I hardly got anything done this weekend. After being pouty at Joe all week and not really caring about seeing him or not, Saturday night I went to Jeff City to pick him up. We ate dinner (Lee's Fried Chicken-some anniversary dinner) with his family and then came up to Columbia because I thought since my night had essentially been spent, Joe might as well spend the night. (This sounds bitchy, but its not, its just that I wasn't studying.) We watched Fast Food Nation which while good was too long and too preachy. I did get to see cows slaughtered and someone get their leg ground off. After that, we went to Wal-Mart and bought some beer. In the morning, I dropped Joe off. It was a good weekend.
Joe and I bought Riley and Banjo, his sister's dog, squeaky cows. Riley ignored hers for a long time (mostly because she was at school) and the proceeded to eat the ears off of it.
This morning as I was typing an email, there was a power outage. However, it didn't prevent me from eating three donuts won by our class winning the food drive!
I learned today that you die without sleep. It takes 21 days for a rat to die. An ongoing experiment with humans is called vet school.
I got an A on my cell bio final, however unless the class is curved (as is the rumor), I will get a B in the class. I messed up some of the first tests. Of course, the curve will probably make an 88% an A and of course I have an 87%.
I'm being stalked on MySpace by an ex boyfriend. He keeps calling me sweetie in his messages. I can't remember if he was like that (as in calling me sweetie) when we were dating. I think so. I DO know though that he was creepy then same as now.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/12/11]

Xanga-December 7, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, tennis shoes...I just don't care this week.
We got our group assignments for large animal anatomy. My group isn't bad; there are definatly groups that I am relieved not to be in for assorted reasons.
So much to study, I don't know where or how to start.

So my puppy...

peed on the couch. After peeing on the kitchen floor. After peeing in her crate.
I called my good friend, Dr. Rasch and was told to watch her for peeing at weird times/places, peeing often and anymore red in her urine. So I will. In the mean time, I hope that pee doesn't stain my couch. And if this continues...to the vet school for a urinalysis!
Frei, Amie, if you would like to give a second opinion and hear a complete case history, give me a call and I will give you. Martha thought a bladder infection if anything...I agreed with all of my first year knowledge. As if I know anything other than where the bladder is in the dog.

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Xanga-December 6. 2006

Nothing makes me want to puke more (okay there are actually a lot of things that would) than realizing some of my high school classmates will be doctors in 2007. What will I be? A VM1 or 2 depending on how and when you look at it. What brings this on? Accidentally sitting down next to someone I went to high school with (and trying very hard not to be noticed) in Ellis Library and then doing some Facebook stalking. Oh well, a vet is so much better anyway. Even I could of gone to med school if I wanted to...probably not but maybe.


Black heels, gray pants, oxfort shirt. Walking to school today I wore my rubber boots over it. HOT! Dr.Schadt thought I looked cool.
Okay, now, I've got to study.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/7/11]

Xanga-December 5, 2006

Duck.Duck. Goose!

please note the goose's fatter, fuller body

Jeans, western shirt, tennis shoes...This week I refuse to wear other things. Maybe not even tomorrow.
I didn't know that I had a calf to feed last night so I messed up and of course feel quilty.
I called to get my car jumpstarted and they told me it would be like two hours. Whatever I was just sitting at home anyway, but low and behold fifteen minutes later the tow truck showed up to jumpstart my car.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/7/11]

Xanga-December 4, 2006

And I'm a moron...a cold moron

T-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, hoodie. It was too cold to do much else. And besides, anything I wore would of been wrinkled beneath my overalls anyway.
Despite my hatred of eggs and slight dislike for milk (due to a slight lactose intolerance), I LOVE egg nog.
My boyfriend loves me because I buy 2% milk.
The forms of matter are solid, liquid and gas. Water can take all of these-ice, water and steam, respectfully. Some things like dry ice and water can sublimate-go directly from solid to gas. I'm not sure what form snow is considered (or Jello for that matter) but it can easily go from soft and cushy to break your leg hard when its in your parking lot as witnessed by the bruise on my knee.
So Thursday, we all left anatomy lab early because it was snowing and threatening to get worse. On the way to the parking lot, my backpack broke. Driving home wasn't too terribly hard and luckily it was my night off from the dairy farm anyway. I made some plans for how to get to school if the inevitable giant snow came and went to bed. I woke up at five am figuring that it would take me two hours to walk to school if it had indeed snowed  inches. I looked out the window and believe it or not it had! I watched the news and danced around the apartment for about half an hour before returning to bed to wake up at six, decide that there was no way in hell that I'd be attending class that day and rolling back over. My friend Tiffany called at about 6:20 to inform me that there was no school. Happy, I slept till nine. I took the dog out then and she loves the snow! It was way over her back but she leaps and hops through it. Everytime we went out we had the greatest of fun.
Saturday, I dug my car out but didn't go anywhere because everything still was covered in ice and snow. Yesterday, I didn't do much either. I watched a show called Paralyzed and Pregnant about a paralyzed lady that got pregnant. And then I watched another show called A New Face For Marlie about this girl who had a genetic disease that caused her bones to become tumors. Her face grew and grew and the surgery that basically saved her life consisted of cutting out all of the bones of her face. She's normal!...using that term loosely.
This morning I was supposed to pick up Tiffany on my way to school but low and behold my car wouldn't start. I think that the ignition lock wasn't working and I took the key out with the engine still turned over. I don't know. I'm a moron. So anyway, Tiffany woke her brother up and he took us to school. Additionally, I couldn't get my apartment door to lock so its currently unlocked unless the maintenance guys have fixed it. And finally to add to my crappy day, a soda can exploded in my new backpack making everything-i.e. all of my notes and books wet and sticky.
I think with my car, I'm going to call the tow truck company and see if they'll come give me a jump start and then go to autozone and see if they can test the battery to see if it will make it through the winter. If not, I'll buy a new one. Or my other option is buy a new battery at Wal-Mart and carry it home...a couple of miles.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/7/11]

Xanga-November 30, 2006

Plastic on my windshield...why I'm smart!

So its cold. And icy. But luckily just the cars and the steps to the apartment and not the road. I hope that it doesn't snow too much more.
Yesterday, because it was still warm, I wore black pants, khaki sweater over a green t-shirt and a white tank top. I wore black heels because Riley ate my ballet flats. Today its jeans, tennis shoes, and a purple long sleeve t-shirt.
I went to the dairy farm last night to process a calf. This morning I had dreams about the cows getting out of the barn. That's how much I worry and think about dairy cows so much that I almost convinced myself that I had gone out there this morning and let the cows out into the cold and wind.

PS-the constant pain in stomach/intestines finally broke

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/27/11]

Xanga-November 30, 2005

 This is what a Rissler looks like. Its what I use to feed the cows.
Last night, it was insanely warm in my house. Leading, I believe to some insane dreams. In my dream, I was at my house but had rented a gray pony to ride. When I first got on her, she tried to jump the fence but I successfully steared her away from it. Then when I was done, she jumped it and cut her leg. Some lady wanted to buy her and I was exclaiming about her jumping ablities! Then I was at some sort of club that was in an outlet mall with my friend Kayleen. She had a new guy which meant that she wasn't involved with Mark, also meaning that I will never see Brad again. Anyway, I was then walking there and went into this really expensive store with dark purple carpet. They yelled at me that I couldn't have food in there because apparently, I was holding a large bag of animal crackers. So I threw some on the floor and then threw one more down and stomped it into the carpet. I walked through all of the stores and then saw an Asian man taking pictures of this nerdy looking guy near a cotton candy stand. One of them was a tourist and the other owned the dollar store but I don't know which was which. Then I was next to a Nathan's Hot Dog stand and the nerdy looking guy-who was now fat and in an green, red and white chef's uniform reminesient of the Tony's Pizza guy came up. He asked about the hot dogs and I interrupted with 'So you rolled it up!' 'Nathan' yelled at me that some people may not know and then started in on a long thing about going to a 7-11 with his girlfriend, at which point I interjected with 'You're lucky you're married!' though I meant 'you're lucky that you ever got laid!' because there were kids around. The key point to this last bit was that I was in a moose costume.
THE END!

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/27/11]

Xanga-November 28, 2006

Good thing I'm studying to be a vet...

I took one of those quizzes that 'determine' what you should study. And mine totally told me the medical field! WHOA!
Khakis, brown heels, blue shirt.
Still not feeling all that great.

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/27/11]

Xanga-November 27, 2006-BARF!

So within an hour of writing that last entry, I got up to go to the bathroom at Ellis Library. I started to feel lightheaded and dizzy. I knew I needed to get to the bathroom. When I was about 20 foot from it, I was really, really dizzy. And suddenly I was laying on the marble floor of Ellis. I laid there fully aware of what was going on around me but physically unable to open my eyes or move until probably about 30 seconds later. No one saw me faint. I still don't feel the greatest but now I just think that its in my head.

I'm a target employee today-burgandy shirt, khaki pants (with a pudding stain on them) and brown mules.

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Xanga-November 26, 2006

Thanksgiving went okay. Joe met my grandparents and we played Uno and then Monopoly. It was fun. I've had a good time with Joe here other than feeling like someone  sat on my arms, sholders, neck and head. I hurt.
Yesterday, we drove the mules which was fun and everyone made fun of me because I am loud. But the mules did what I said. And then we went to the mall because the book I wanted was in at Barnes and Nobles and Target had a Christmas present on sale. We were filmed driving along Stadium and was in a news commercial last night. Also last night we went and saw Tenaious D and The Pick Of  Destiny. You all know my love for Jack Black. Is he really from Missouri?
Today its homework and then feeding some calves at the dairy farm.

I think that one of the reasons that Joe loves me (and he can feel free to correct me on this if I am wrong, but I'm not) is because I squeeze the toothpaste from the middle of the tube.

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/26/11]

Xanga-November 21, 2006

The dryer is still leaking.
I am bored with my vacation.
I am working more now than I would have during a normal week. I've processed two calves and fed them. Tomorrow I have one more calf to feed. And probably that night bleed two more. Yea! (I secretly hope not though.)

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/26/11]

Xanga-November 20, 2006

Laurel and Hardy are at my house fixing the leak in the dryer. I got up late (mostly because my boss called me at 7:30am to tell me I didn't have to work this week so I could go home.) and thus was still in my PJs when they came. Luckily, they left long enough for me to get dressed and bail.
My friend Stephanie, from high school, the one in North Carolina that thinks she's black-her boyfriend is in jail. For armed robbery. Oh why, can't she think she's goth and punk? ICP was a much better alternative.
So I have a crap ton of things to do this week. Including studying the roughly 300 to 400pages of notes from physiology. (I just broke my tooth. I hope it was the same one.) Anyway, I got back my grade from the test on Friday-50%. But the rest of the class did equally as bad, supposedly there were some computer errors in grading and I didn't really study figuring that I'll kick ass on the last test and final. So a rundown on grades-physiology-D (but I'm hoping to pull it up with the final), anatomy-C (but its mere tenths of a percentage from a B), cell bio-B (this could easily become an A) and micro-C (I'm pretty consistantly Cs in this class so this is probably where it will be.)

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/20/11]

Xanga-November 17, 2006

Thanksgiving break

Jeans, t-shirt and tennis shoes. The writing of the daily entry for clothing began as a joke but now I have to do it.
I totally bombed my test. Of course, I didn't look at the score. I figure though that the final counts for so much that I can make it up. Maybe.

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/20/11]

Xanga-November 16, 2006

Burgandy t-shirt, brown mules, khakis. In short I look like I work at Target.
Tomorrow I have a terrible respiratory phys. test. If it was short answer, my answers would be either right to left shunt or Tim and Terry? Today, its a bone quiz.
Things are looking up. I got back my anatomy grades finally. And didn't fall flat on my face on the written part. We got back the score so far and it is amazingly high. Like if I push and try really, really hard for the next test, it could easily be a B! WOW!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 11/20/11]

Xanga-November 10, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt, tennis shoes.
I have a respiratory quiz today in physiology. I don't think I'll do well because Laughlin and Dodam havn't been teaching me anything. And I've spent most of my time asleep.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 11/14/11]

Xanga-November 9, 2006

 For Erica.
Pink polo, khakis, brown mules.
I had a test today. Got an A. The two questions that I missed seemingly everyone else missed too. I didn't feel like I had studied enough. My stomach hurt last night and I went home from the library. And talked to Joe and then fell asleep. I did get up early this morning to study though.
Quiz tomorrow!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 11/14/11]

Xanga-November 9, 2006

Black ballet flats, black pants, striped dress shirt over a white tank top.
Whenever I hear the song 'Lips of an Angel' by Hinder, I think about Brokeback Mountain. I don't know why.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 11/14/11]

Xanga-November 7, 2006

Yesterday was rather stressful. I felt like I was going to puke all day long. And I don't puke. Maybe it was the anatomy test. Maybe it was the lack of sleep. Anyway it sucked.
Yesterday, I wore dress gray pants, a dress shirt (striped) and black ballet flats. Today its khakis, brown mules, pink tank top and the ill fitting floral western shirt over it so I don't actually have to button the top shirt. I win!
Yesterday was also the day to turn in my pay sheet. I finally got paid after like three months and am still habitually late on turning it in on time. But its really hard to track down my supervisor seeing as that he's a vet busy teaching and curing and whatnot. So I decided to take a risk and turn it in without a signature hoping that they would take care of tracking him down and all would work out for me. Not so. I got an e-mail telling me to get my time sheet and track him down for a signiture. So now I won't get a paycheck next week. But will get two the week after providing that I can get them in on time.
I totally don't get respirartory physiology. Maybe its because the power points suck ass and arn't conductive to learning. Maybe its because Dr. Laughlin is a horribly boring man. And Dr. Dodam's first day was today. While better, he wasn't great. The projector was broke so he asked us questions instead despite my suggestion (well recieved by the class) to talk about mules. Tomorrow I think we have a 'pop' quiz. I have a C in that class. Barely, but a C and C=DVM. As long as I don't fuck up the quizzes or next tests too bad...
Anatomy sucked yesterday. Hopefully, my spelling mistakes will be counted as okay as well as some of my other answers-that will give me a C on the written. (Is external cervical ostia the same as external uterine ostia? In regards to where the fornix is?) Anyway, the practical part sucked but that's actually my strong point. Still I think I sucked it up more than normal. All I want is a C in everything. Please. Thank you.
Riley went with me to the dairy farm last night at midnight. We found a newborn calf outside of the barn. I don't know how it got there though. Or 100% who's it was. Anyway, I think Riley is getting fat. She's supposed to be a little on the heavy side since that's her body type. And actually weight wise I don't think its too much (around 20 pounds) but I can't palpate her ribs easily. The skin over them is loose but they arn't easily felt. She's almost nine months old and doesn't get much exercise because I am so busy. Would changing her over to adult food early be a good way to cut out extra fat/protein or should I just limit the amount of food that she eats now? (Get on this Amie and Martha.)
I was told today by several classmates that I am a horrible girlfriend. I don't take offense to this. I know I am a horrible girlfriend. I'm pretty sure that I put that warning out there when Joe and I started dating almost a year ago. I don't know what makes me so bad...but Joe is sticking around. I must be good in bed.
Life sucks and I am tired.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 11/14/11]

Xanga-November 5, 2006

Fast Food Nation...

If I wasn't in vet school, I would finish a BS in food science and write a book about McDonald's and the impact of fast food on the whole in American society and culture. One day, you all may enjoy a short article on it anyway. There are literally hundreds if not thousands of books regarding food, eating and cuture. I really enjoy that type of thing---almost as much as I love dairy cows (and Joe).
I added a video to my myspace account. Its not of my puppy but of a really cute corgi. Its short and I think the middle part is hilarious!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger-11/6/11]

Xanga-November 3, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt, tennis shoes. I don't have anything else interesting to say.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger-11/6/11]

Xanga-November 2, 2006

Xanga-November 1, 2006

Not something the vet school should be promoting. FYI-that's a dwarf, not a pig, not a miniature horse! And our vet school wants to bring it here for open house since it has become the official world's smallest horse. I hate it and plan to protest. Genetic and physical problems aside, its ugly.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 31, 2006

Pumpkin Fate

So today I wore jeans, a t-shirt and tennis shoes. I don't know if I plan on putting on my costume. I have it but havn't yet revieled my secret identity. I don't know if I will. *EDIT* Peer pressure got the better of me and I put on my costume. I spent my first two classes in tights and my underwear. I got cold and Kevin Stokes wouldn't sit next to me unless I put on pants. So I did...but still wore the cape.
So a couple of weeks ago, I carved a pumpkin but didn't get it finished. A couple weeks and sunshine later its molded. So what I am to do with it? Well the options are-#1-throw it into the dumpster, #2-drop it off the balcony but I don't think that its solid enough to make a satisfying cracking, #3-carry it down the hill and drop it into the creek and #4-roll it down the hill behind my apartment. I think I'll probably do #4.
I'm pretty tired. I didn't get any good studying done. And then I had to check the cows. Tomorrow I have a physiology test. Boo.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 30, 2006

The Smartest Dog Ever Strikes Again

This morning when the alarm went off, I heard a slight metallic clanging noise. I thought about what that noise could possibly be and concluded that it was indeed the noise of Riley chewing on her collar which made me wonder how in the hell she dragged it in again. I went ahead and hit the alarm because I figured that the damage had been done. But seven minutes later, I was still hearing that noise so I got up. And not only did I find Riley eating on her collar but out of her crate eating on her collar. She was rather excited to see me so I think she got out and was trying to put her collar on and take herself outside! Smartest dog ever!
Today, I was feeling the warmer weather and went with a denim skirt, brown heels and the polo/sweater vest top. Its cute and no, Steve, I didn't get it at Goodwill. I am also dressed similarly to Elmer Price, my cell bio teacher.*EDIT* Actually, that I didn't get it at Goodwill is kind of a lie. I forgot that I did actually get my skirt at Goodwill until I drove past it this evening. Thanks, Steve for making me feel like a poor dork.
Did I mention that the other day I gave one of my professors a Diet Coke that she's so fond of? I did. Didn't help me though.
So this weekend. Friday after school, I hurried home planning to finish my costume, take a nap and leave town by four to help decorate for the party. Well, four turned to six and I had offically pulled a Frei. I got to St.Joe, stopped at Hy-Vee, changed into my costume at Erica's house and then proceeded to have a good time. As promised, my costume was devistating. Everyone kept asking me where Joe was and how he was doing. Apparently living in the same town and being related to him (Scott) doesn't allow you the knowledge of what's going on. I do talk to him for like an hour daily though...Anyway, Joe showed up finally after he got off work and no sooner than he walked in the door than I proclaimed that I hated his costume. When I had talked to him earlier, I know he was playing around with a mustache, duct tape and spirit gum but didn't think anything of it. Well, I should of because old man Joe is scary. Made even worse by David calling it 'Leslie's Future'. After the party got broke up twice we went home. We only got like four hours of sleep because a plumber was coming. We ate some donuts, feed the ducks, went to the bookstore, got some McDonald's and then I took a nap before sadly heading home.
Once home, I cleaned up and napped before heading to the Ludo show with Frei and Martha. I didn't dress up because I figured old school times including Martha was worth the sacrifice. Later she told me that I could of gone as Robin...that made me a little upset. Anyway, the show was good and everyone but Marshall and Tim Ferrell talked to me some.
Sunday, I studied and ran into Kit Doyle from high school.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 29, 2006

Smartest Dog Ever

Tomorrow, I will write about the weekend. Now though its time to prove that not only is Riley the world's cutest dog, but she is also the smartest dog ever. So today, after a late morning nap between the two of us (picture me and her curled up on my impossibly small couch with my arm thown over her and my face buried in her neck), I took Riley outside for a walk. In my parking lot, there was my green jeep. And separated from it by an empty parking spot was another green jeep just like it. I stood between the two and said, "Riley, let's go for a car ride." She looked at both jeeps, thought for a moment and when I repeated what I had said, she instantly went to mine! World's smartest dog!

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 27, 2006

Why I Hate Being a First Year

...Because when it rains, you still have to walk all the way from Trowbridge. Just proof again that God hates me.
Jeans, t-shirt, tennis shoes...I had to change the jeans and shoes when I got here though.
I am excited for Erica's party. Its a shame that Joe can't be there when I get there (around 7 if you're reading this).
Tomorrow-Ludo. Those sellout (haha?) bastards better talk to me. At least, I'm pretty sure I can count on Marshall too. Tim Ferrell and Pmo too providing you can find them.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 26, 2006

I've become obsessed with the Pottery Barn catalog that came to one of the former tennets of my apartment. If I had money and a house...
Remind me to tell you about the guy that I saw stealing something from Wal-Mart in DeSoto.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 25, 2006

Today, I am wearing my dark purple suit. Without the English riding derby. Sorry Joe. However, I think the last time I wore it was June so the dirt stains have to be from Nell. And it doesn't fit quite right.
I'm a little stressed for time this week. Realizing that suddenly, I have to study, work, go to meetings, work on my Halloween costume and have a good time...
Yesterday, I made patterns and cut all of the material for my costume. Today, I will sew it. Hopefully and get most of it done.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 11/2/11]

Xanga-October 24, 2006

So today not only did I wear jeans but I also wore a t-shirt that wasn't vet med related...i.e. my cardinals t-shirt. I figure I'm only going to be in class for like three or four hours today anyway.
Today between my classes I am running home to work on my costume and clean the rabbit cage. Yesterday, I dyed a pair of gloves and a pair of old lady underwear. The pair of old lady underwear-the lace/elastic around the edge didn't dye so Robin will have a girly touch. Good thing I am the girl Robin anyway.

And now I would like to say something about my boyfriend. We're not exactly alike. We're not exactly the opposite. We compliment each other. Everything I need him to be he is. Everything I don't want him to be he's not. Sigh. He's great.WAIT! Don't take that ring picture the wrong way.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 10/24/11]

Xagna-October 23, 2006

Viva La Revolution!

Today, I am wearing khakis, burgandy t-shirt and brown mules.
Let me tell you about the guy that got shot. Apparently, a couple of weeks ago a former MU football player was at a party in Jefferson City. Shots were fired and one ended up in his head-through the drivers' side window of his truck. When I saw this on the news, his last name sounded familiar because its the personalized plate on a truck from my parking lot. Then I saw video of the truck and sure enough, this guy lives in my apartment complex!
This weekend I was busy and didn't get any studying done. Saturday, we had the milk a cow booth. At 8:30am, it was going to be a beautiful day. But when we got there it kindof started to sprinkle and get cold. Anyway, we didn't make to terribly much money (but definitly more than sitting in front of Wal-Mart or PetCo) but we figured that we provided a service in showing people cows and better represented our class than just begging for money. So screw those naysayers. Viva la revolution. It was joked around that Monday (today) they would come in with signs that said 'Leslie For Treasurer', which I protest. Then fundraising chair, which I also protest. But honestly, I did more than ANY of our officers. So I thank those that worked this and supported this fundraiser. Fuck the rest of the class.
Then I drove home after a nap because I spent Friday night waiting for a cow to calve. Which she didn't until everyone went home. Sunday, we went to Illinois for a CSPA meeting. I was reelected to my board (bored) position. Ugh.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 10/24/11]

Xanga-October 19, 2006

Today I bought the brown shoes referenced in September 18th's entry. For $5 how could I not? I also bought a pair of tennis shoes that are not the green ones.
How do people feel about getting lyrics as tattoos? (Yes, Ataris lyrics.)
Today, I wore gray dress pants, black heels and a pink striped shirt over a pink tank top.
Two things I miss about the third years being in clinics. The occasional high five from Frei and coming to school at 7:30am to see Martha in the front row of Rm. 235 with her feet proped up on the desk studying. I think that seeing that most mornings and knowing that I could talk to her if I wanted, gave me some comfort. And last night, I called Jeff Dill to tell him that he didn't really need to go out to the dairy farm and he hurt my feelings by telling me I was the last person he wanted to hear from. (He assumed incorrectly that I was calling him for cow assistance. That jerk.)
I have a meeting with Dr.Cott about school. But the dumb bastard pushed it off until Friday. Yeah, that's going to keep me motivated. But today I got a 100% on my physiology quiz. Nevermind that I studied between three and five hours for it. I have a cell bio test tomorrow. I'm a little worried because we've been learning about diseases-cystinuria, phosphokinase deficiency, etc, and I don't know what Elmer will be asking about them.
Riley managed to drag her collar into her crate today and eat it. So that's one salvagable collar and one not so much harness.
I bought most of the stuff for my Robin costume. Robin or Paris Hilton to the Ludo show?
[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 10/24/11]

Xanga-October 13, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, tennis shoes...you know, normal Friday attire.
I'll be really busy tonight between studying, cleaning my house, checking the cows and hanging out with my thrid year friends (maybe?) (because I'm too good to go to the first year party). And all this before my lovely boyfriend comes to visit.

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 12, 2006

Joe-I think we could do dinner or lunch at Jimmy's. We might go with Tiffany and her anatomy loving boyfriend, Steve.
Navy polo, khakis and brown mules. I'll need to buy some new brown shoes for the winter because these don't work well with socks. Expect me to break out the hunting orange sock cap before long too! It will go with my carhartt jacket.
I completely bombed my phys. test. Just one of many. I'll be gone in December, don't you worry.
I'm glad that today wasn't morphed with yesterday because today I forgot my lunch at home. And I forgot my soda and snack.
If I've learned anything in cell bio, its that purebred animals are genetically inferior. I guess I could of told you that. Its called hetrosis (that is why crossbreds are better than pruebreds). And Richard told me that regarding Guernseys-the smarts have been breed out of them.
Does anyone want to go to Story of the Year with me Friday night? I'm on call at the dairy, need to study and need to clean my house but I've never seen them. Yes, my taste in music sucks.
There was an edit regarding the use of hetrosis.

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 11, 2006

Black pants, ballet flats, light blue tank top with a low cut khaki sweater over it. Its a really cute outfit except for the fact that I think I may of flashed some of my classmates this morning. Its a good thing that Mel was there to tell me that I had some boobage showing.
Phyisology in t-minus fifty minutes. I still havn't looked at my anatomy practical score. Lots of people have said that Iliana graded harder this time and I looked at the answers breifly and there are definiatly some things that I got wrong including some things that I couldn't of told you where they were even if I knew the word. UNFAIR!

[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 10, 2006

Brown mules, khakis, white tank top under a blue striped oxford which I will hulk out of today! I almost broke down and wore jeans today.
I'm failing school. And as Dallas Wilson said, 'This seems like a lot of work to pull calves.'
Okay, I had more of a rant but was thrown off.
[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 9, 2006

gray pants, black tank top, black ballet flats and a long pink shirt
its just before 6am, so I thought I'd get this out of the way early.
i havn't hardly touched my anatomy notes. i just don't want too. and its hotter than hell in the histo lab. just fyi.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 6, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt and tennis shoes.
Ludo signed with Island Records...I don't know how I feel about it. I don't know how I feel about Ludo. Well, I guess my time with them is spent. I got them many places and did my part. Now I know (partially) how Martha feels. And now I must destroy them.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 5, 2006

Khakis, brown mules and a navy sweater/white polo.
I never thought I'd say this but I am sort of sick of soda. I guess its time to start drinking coffee.
Do you think that Welshons has always did the ummm...hmmm...thing? He doesn't just do it when he's lecturing. Also when he's just standing around.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

Xanga-October 4, 2006

Today is dress up day and I am getting kind of sick of dressing up. But I'll continue to do so. So I'm wearing a yellow striped skirt, maroon t-shirt and black ballet flats. As with most of my outfits, the shirt only sort of matches the skirt. And I look like a Beatle-I must of slept on my head funny.
OH! Remember my crazy neighbor when I lived in the studio? The one that made me turn around when he came out his door? So I recieved an e-mail from him the other day. He saw my name in outlook express or something. Weird...Did he look me up? Did he come upon me unintentionally? Weird nevertheless.
I don't want to study ever again.
Does anyone have $91 to donate to the CVM Class of 2010? I've only raised $9.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-October 3, 2006

Today I wore a denim skirt, navy polo and flip flops. It was hot today.
I know nothing for anatomy. The test is Monday. I know equal amounts of physiology for the test that's the following Wednesday.
Last Friday, I burned my toaster pastery and set off the smoke detector in my house.
Today, we were studying anatomy while a surgury lab was going on. I was tired and laid down on a stool-well, I sat on one and laid my head down on another, on top of my book. Dr. Mann (at least that's what his scrubs said) came over and asked how the studying was going (for me). I told him I learned by osmosis. Then he asked us what some vein was and we had no answer. At one point he brought over a dog leg and we wowed him with our lack of knowledge.
Nothing's cooking at the dairy.
The end!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-October 2, 2006

Okay, here we go! Let's start with what I wore on Friday-jeans, tennis shoes and an emo-y western shirt. You know, that plaid one. And then I changed my shoes to boots and when and played with the mules.
Tiffany (who is in my lab group) and I clipped and groomed Hillda and Louise so they wouldn't feel left out when Tim and Terry went to KC for the American Royal Parade. Then we helped wash the truck and trailer. After Dr. Dodam showed up we drove Tim and Terry in Trowbridge parking lot. That was fun. They made me drive. I wasn't too sure about it and am still not. That night Martha, Bradi, Drew (Brandi's husband) and I went and saw Jackass Number 2. It was good. I don't think that it was as good as the first but it was still good. It seemed that the guys had ran out of ideas and now were content with hurting themselves. There were some good moments though.
Saturday, I slept in and it was glorious. Then I walked to Faruot Field and worked the football consession stand. We were really busy and ran out of hot dogs, pretzels and eventually nachos and popcorn. Unfortunatly, just as we ran out of hot dogs, Dr. Moore, the new interm dean came up to my line and I had to tell him we were out. Guess I won't be a vet after all!  I also made ten dollars and was declared the craziest person in our class (a title I seemingly had claimed at smoker?) How did I earn ten dollars for myself? By sticking my head in a bucket of very icy water. It was cold and later I had a head ache. Saturday night, I went shopping for a present for Alex's birthday.
Sunday morning started at 3am by feeding two calves at the dairy. I took a break between feeding and checking the cows by eating a 5am breakfast at the truckstop. It was good. When I went home, I showered and went back to bed for a couple of hours. I woke up, baked a cake, cleaned my house and then took Riley to Petco to raise money for our class. I made $9 in three hours. Yeah. A while later Riley got blood drawn for a heartworm test and she freaked out about it but luckily they got enough. Then I discected on our dog but didn't get far. Talked to Joe and went to bed. A very long weekend indeed.
Today, I am wearing dress khakis which don't fit too great, brown heels, a green t-shirt over a white tank top and the beads that match but not really. Its cute. My hair is messed up because I slept funny on it. I have a SCAVMA meeting tonight. And this afternoon I have to walk to Brady to mail a package. Still busy!!! Will the fun ever end?

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-October 1, 2006

I have a ton of stuff to write about but seemingly forgot my list of it at home. So you'll have to wait till tomorrow my pretties, but lets just say that some if it includes jipping the new dean of the vet school out of a hot dog and making ten dollars at the football game!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-September 26, 2006

Martha-in regards to your comment, do you think that Erick still has 12 lockers of assorted stuff? Do you think it would be better to have Darren show me or to have one of the guys in my class?
Anyway, yesterday, I work gray pants, a striped oxford over a white tank top and pink flipflops. The flipflops were only to walk to and from the parking lot but then I realized that the incredibuly cute heels I had were too slick to wear. Today, its khakis, brown mules, white shirt and maroon sweater. The khakis that I normally wear and love because they fit just right and look good broke. The zipper broke when I put them on this morning.
I had a test today. I didn't do great but I got really close to the score that I wanted to get so I am pretty happy about it.

EDIT-I totally rocked my histo quiz yesterday! The 'Excellent Job Dr. Pope!' was just what I needed!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-September 26, 2006

I don't have anything really to talk about today except one of the reasons I hate vet school. I always have to stand in line for the restroom. Who would of thought that women would want to be vets? Obviously, not the men that designed this school. I wonder what the guy's locker room looks like?
Khakis, brown mules, maroon t-shirt. Simple and nice but I'm running out of clothes. I seemingly only have summery or winter stuff.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on October 3, 2011.]

Xanga-September 25, 2006

I am going under the assumption that I don't have any notes to print. I'm not sure if its a good assumption but I'm going with it.
Pink striped shirt with pink tank top, khakis and brown mules. (pk strpt sht, pk tt, kky and bwn mls)
So smoker was insanely fun.
The wedding was insanely fun.
The whole weekend was insanely fun.
So now the details...I got picked up for smoker at 5:30ish. We picked up more people and went to Trops. Then we went to smoker and basically ate right away. They had a whole hog roasted and people insisted on asking for certain muscles. I'd later tell Joe that I believed the rhomboidus cervicis would be the most tender. But I don't really know. Then we drank, were herded outside, smoked some cigars, drank, watched the skits and slide shows, drank, danced and drank. I definatly fell down not once but twice but the dancing fool I am just got back up and kept going. I got a ride home and people got drunk dialed but only Jerry actually answered. The next morning I got up and drove to St.Joe...
I got to St.Joe and basically went right away to get dressed and went to the church so Joe could get pictures taken. I was a little afraid of his brown suit but it was very cute! And he is very cute. So the wedding was nice and Gabbi was beautiful! Afterwards we went to the reception and I finally got something to eat. We drank and danced. Everyone in Joe's family insisted on telling me how much I have turned Joe around and what a good influence on him I am. I danced with Joe's dad and met lots of people.
Sunday, we woke up early and ate a devistatingly large breakfast from Cracker Barrel. We took showers at Joe's mom's house, did some family visiting and then went to pick up Alex. We had left my car at Joe's house and needed to get it so on the way over there we explained that to Alex and he wanted to ride back with me! Devistating. Alex and I played in the backyard for a while and then I pretty much had to go home. I miss St.Joe and the people in it.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 22, 2006

And you ask, 'Where was yesterday's entry? What will I do without knowing what Leslie telling me what she wore today?' Well, the truth is when I was going to write my entry over lunch, I realized that the person sitting next to me was in fact someone that I had ranted about in an earlier entry.
So anyway, yesterday I wore khakis, blue sweater with a white polo collar and brown mules. Today, its jeans, a blue shirt with lace on the top and tennis shoes. Which are ripped. Meaning I need to get a new pair.
While I am going away this weekend, I really need to study. I missed like three on my quiz today. I don't know why I can't learn this stuff.
Smoker tonight! Bringing out the dollar bills!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 19, 2006

Grey pants, black tank top, long pink shirt and black ballet flats.
Umm...last night I had to work at the dairy between 11pm and 3am. I got some studying done. It wasn't too bad and even this morning when I woke up, it felt like I had slept all night. Tonight though...I have to work from 3am to 7am. I think I plan to go to sleep at 8ish. And last night around 2:30am there was a sudden bright light. And what could that be? The university police. I guess it was a slow day on campus. I'm glad that I wasn't outside wandering around trying to steal something.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

MySpace-September 18, 2006-Joe's Bad Habit

But first...I had a test this morning. I didn't study much for it and nothing seemed to be sticking anyway. I was hoping for a 75% and thinking that even that would be a long shot. While everyone thought the test was hard, I managed to pull off an 89.5%. I feel guilty when I do that well when I haven't studied what I deem an appropriate amount for that grade. However, I think that this might of been a case where extra studying would of hurt me and I should thank all of the lucky four leaf clovers I racked up over the years.
Another thing, I started back at the dairy farm doing calf checks at night. I went out there last night (another reason I didn't get much studying done). I'm not getting paid and its only like a once a week thing but I really love the dairy cows. And luckily, I didn't freak myself out too bad about being alone in the dark. Sometimes I do. They were all so happy grazing and sleeping in the pasture. Guernsey cat was in the pasture too, laying with the cows and getting licked by him-one of his favorite things only rivaled by milk in the parlor. I was quite happy to find that 45 was still alive and kicking-she's like 15, which is old for a cow in general and even older for a dairy cow. It does help that she was well taken care of due to the hole in her side into her stomach. A rumen porthole. Awww. Cows.
So anyway, Joe's bad habit. Well, its probably not my place to say but Joe has started smoking again. I wasn't too concerned. He would smoke when hanging out with Jay (Jay, don't take this as I am nagging you too, but if it would make you quit, then I am. ) and that was fine-it was their thing. And he'd have a couple of cigarettes at work. Fine. I know how stressed he gets.
That relates to a little story. Last week or the week before, I went over to his house after he woke up and gave him a kiss. I was leaning on his shoulder and I kissed his neck. I pulled back and asked if he had been smoking. Joe gave this shocked look. He had. At work. He had showered since then and how could I tell.
Anyway, I wasn't too concerned. I told him that I didn't mind if he smoked but he should think about all of the money he spent trying to quit and left it at that. Well, since then, he told me last night that he went out and bought a pack of cigarettes. I wasn't too upset. Maybe it wouldn't be too much, maybe every now and again and I know that he gets stressed out and I harp about drinking alone and what not too. (I'm painting myself as such a nag.)
But I started thinking about it, thought about it while looking at cows, while studying, while taking my test. And I decided that no, I didn't want him to smoke. That he needed to end it now. It was really hard for him to quit in the first place and the wellbutrin he was on was pretty expensive. It would be easier to end now than in a month or a year. And he worries about money all of the time, think about the money he'll be spending on cigarettes if he starts that up again. And his health. And my health. And how smelly everything will be. And while there are some more really good reasons, I am sure, he also knows that if he's smoking, I'm more likely to start because secretly, I love smoking. So tonight, I'm going to nag him to quit. Maybe he just needs a hobby...

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 18, 2006

[EDIT-there were some pictures but they didn't come up so I deleted them.-LP 9/24/11]
Let's see here...Friday was the second rabies shot. It wasn't bad because I took two advil as soon as I got the shot. I also got back my histo practical test...I didn't do well. But averaging it out with the written I still did well enough.
Friday night, Peggy, Zack and I went out for ice cream. I did some studying. Saturday, I did some studying and that night went to Glenn's party with Martha for a little while. It was fun enough. Sunday, I pretended to study for the devistation that was my physiology test today. I havn't checked my score on it yet. I sort of like that approach because that way I don't have to tell anyone my score and can't feel bad if someone did better than me on it.
Also on Sunday, I went shopping for a wedding present for Gabbi. It was devistating. Seemingly everything that was left on her registry was online only. So I have something picked out and have to figure out how to get it.
Today, I'm wearing khakis, navy polo and brown mules.
Speaking of clothes-I fell in love with these shoes. As if, I needed more shoes-But I do need a pair of tennis shoes-But havn't been able to find them in my size at Payless. And then I found out that online I could get these! And I really might want them to relive the olden days of grade school-Can you say 'hot Catholic school girl?' And seriously, I wore these probably three or four years during grade school. Really cute with my plaid skirt. But you shouldn't think that you sicko!
And then I have bought my dress for Gabbi's wedding. It looks like this-Okay so I couldn't find a picture of it so I'll keep you in suspense. And I couldn't find a picture of the sweater I got to go with it. Sorry for the bust.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 15, 2006

Jeans, t-shirt, tennis shoes. In short, I didn't care this morning. Brush my hair? Sort of. Remember the days when Frei didn't brush her hair? Remember the April Fool's when I dumped a bucket of water on her sleeping head? Ah...memories...
Halloween costume-my first idea is Robin from Batman and Robin. Then I thought of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Opinions? Suggestions for other things? Irregardless, I'm going to have to decide soon so I have enough time to make it.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 14, 2006

Dr. Dodam sent the following with the subject line of 'Post-Examination Behavioral Issue':
I have received a complaint that there is a considerable amount of discussion of examination material after examinations and between students. If both students have taken the examination, this is not problematic. However, public discussions have occurred in the presence of students who HAVE NOT yet taken the examination. This, of course, is not appropriate.
I understand how interesting and exciting your class material is, and that it is hard to keep the joy associated with learning bottled up inside. However, please try to keep these discussions private and between individuals who have completed the examination.
I didn't make the complaint, but it is infact a valid one because it bothered me the other day in our ten minute break between the histo sections.


Yellow striped skirt, white shirt and a burgandy sweater when I'm cold. And brown heels. Its a rocking outfit.
I got back my grade on the practical part of anatomy-a 92%! Not as good as I thought when I turned it in, not as bad as when I started to look at the key. Its a good thing though that Ilana grades easy.
I got a C on the written part of my histo exam which is good considering the real amount of studying that I did for it. The practical part was devistaing and I'm sure that my grade will reflect such.
Worked at the dairy last night-good times. Made some crafts for fellow a VM1, unfortunatly though I am afraid that I will come off as creepy and weird instead of fun and creative. These people don't know creative genius. YET.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 13, 2006

Its 6:30am, do you know your histo slides yet? Umm, no? Needless to say, I should be studying. I somehow, okay it was a Code Red Mountain Dew and two cups of hot tea, made it till an astonishing one am last night. I need to figure out how to stay awake to study...getting up early works but there's really only so early you can do it.
And now for what you really come here for-khaki pants (dressy ones), blue and white striped oxford over a white tank top and black ballet flats. And secretly, black dress socks which don't really match but my feet have been getting cold.
I can't wait to take a nap this afternoon. All of my studying will be done at the dairy because that's where I'll be hanging out till 11pm tonight. Yeah!
Oh yeah, yesterday at the bovine club meeting, John Bollinger ( third year I work with) nominated me for an office-just club recorder, but still an elected office. I ran against someone so needless to say I didn't win. I never, well hardly ever, win at elections...even when I am the best person for it...pre-vet club secretary?

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 12, 2006

I ran home today to take a nap because I did in fact fall asleep in my two earlier classes. And on my way I ran into Dr.Spain of the animal science department. He asked how school was going and said that I should be proud and working hard. Anyway, he also proposistioned me in that he said when I was ready to transfer from vet school to grad school to talk to him. Which basically means that if I wanted to go to grad school, I could have a place in his lab which I am sure is hard to get. He did this before in December when I wasn't certain about what was going on or what I wanted to do. Hmm...oh well, vet school may not be going well but I NEVER wanted to go to grad school.


Yesterday, I wore the printed skirt I made and the burgandy shirt that goes with it. Today, I am wearing a green t-shirt over a white tank top, khakis and brown mules. I wasn't sure that this combination would work but it pulled itself off. I also have a necklace of green beads which doesn't really match but was last worn as part of a hippie costume. Martha is critical about what I wear in the opposite direction of my mom. I've never worn a belly shirt!
I think that anatomy whent well enough. I didn't look at my written test score and even the practical wasn't too bad. I didn't want to look at the key but when its right there...
I am going to fall asleep in class today I promise. I had to work this morning. And by work I mean sit out at the dairy from three am to about 6:30am. I woke up at 2:30. Its a bad deal when the only thing between your legs is a heifer calf. Don't ask it was 3am.
I thought there was something else totally interesting to say but what was it?
Oh, the bill to ban horse slaughter passed in the house. That's a problem.
I really like brocolii sunshine salad and seven layer salad. Maybe its the mayo and bacon bits that are in both. That's my randomness for today.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

Xanga-September 8, 2006

An amendment to the earlier entry from today:
So the practice lab practical for anatomy went okay. Even though I only got six right, I feel as if I could easily learn everything I need to know for it this weekend. It wasn't as if I didn't know anything, just not nes. the right things. But I suck ass at spelling. But you probably already knew that.
Additionally, today I had to get my first rabies shot. My arm doesn't really hurt anymore but sort of felt numb.
Did I mention that I spent three hours at the dairy yesterday pulling a calf and then processing it and the cow. You know next week I start going out there solo and I think I can do it. Even pulling a calf I think I could do. Or at least try.

Yesterday was black flats, flowered skirt and pink polo. Today is jeans and a t-shirt.
I had a crappy day yesterday. I did terrible on my cell bio test but turned it around with my bone quiz. Today will be crappy too. I have a practice lab practical in anatomy. And I'm mad at Joe and the world.

Joe, when you read this if we havn't talked. I am mad at you. You don't have to be my babysitter and it fucking pisses me off that you think you do. So, how's that for copping an attitude?

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]

MySpace-September 6, 2006-More Posts Means More Procrastination

I have a test to study for so you get a blog.
Three main areas I want to cover this morning.
Randomness-
My mom was buying some dewormer at the farm store in town and when the clerk asked to see her ID, the clerk asked if I was her daughter. Mom said yes and it was one of my former grade school classmates. She asked what I was up to and mom told her I was in my second year of vet school. She replied that she was going to do that too. She was starting the vet tech program; mom didn't bother to correct her.
My grandma is going to stay in the hosptial for a while doing rehab. They want to make sure she can get up and down out of bed.
You know all of my mule club rants. Repeat those. I don't particularly want to get into them. But the mules got clipped. I think. I did  voice my opinion that even though they needed it that we should wait.
My mom came to my myspace page and took my quiz. That's how I knew. She didn't get a perfect score much like Joe. Seriously. Those are the two people that should know me the best. And it was a good thing I had taken down those nudie pictures! I have offered to make my mom a myspace account.
I bought Joe a blue thermos for work. He knew that I would. No sooner than I took it to his house though than did I realize that it looked like an artifical vagina for a horse. Seriously. The Missouri model.

St. Joe Laments
It seems to me that more and more that I dated Joe, less I became friends with the St. Joe people. This stems from Justin and Josh being such jerks when Joe moved and from Justin kindof being a jerk last weekend. I know that I didn't do my part-I'd go to St.Joe and not bother to tell anyone or make plans to hang out. And Joe was working. Maybe its all coincidence. Justin and Erica broke up which changed a lot of things. I didn't want to lose either friendship but it was just awkward. (That's why I'm glad you commented on the last post, Erica. Stay around. I miss you. And I hear you look fantastic!) And now, well, Joe's down here and Ludo is big and there won't be parties like there used to. And I think it sucks. I miss my St.Joe friends. This was really more though provoking when I thought of it in the shower.

Class Officer
I've been contemplating a run for class officer. Not really an officer postion. Not the fuck you all, I'd be a better president thing either. I am considering running for SCAVMA rep. That way, I'd always know what's going on which is one of my pet peeves (not knowing). But I don't know how much time it would take. As Joe said, it would cut into my TV or studying time and he knows which would go first. And I don't know but I think not, that you don't have any power to change things. You are basically a fly on the wall for executive meetings. Which would suck because I couldn't say anything. And I know no matter how much I said I didn't care, if I lost, I'd be very disappointed. And I'd have to be with THEM every once in a while. Part of me really wants that, I know that it wouldn't work very well. And finally, if I ran for an office in bovine club as I plan on doing, and won (as I hope to do), I would be one of THEM with four lines of things after my name...Any suggestions?

Now I study. Only forty five minutes late. Shit.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

Xanga-September 6, 2006

Striped oxford shirt, black pants, and black ballet flats.
I'm having a kind of rough day. I think just realizing that tomorrow I have a test and I am destined to go to the dairy farm tonight. And yesterday's conversation with Joe wasn't the best.
But on the bright side, I got rid of the two kitchen chairs and the VCR...that is if they come and pick them up. Hopefully, before six because I need to get back up here and study the bOnes.
By the way, Erica, a bOne is the best way to type how Dr.C says bones. Trust me, you need to hear this or at least a poor imatiation to appriciate it.
Now to study the bones until two...or until I get bored, whichever comes first.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

MySpace-September 5, 2006-F-ing FCC

I've learned something in my early morning music video watching, and that one thing is that you can't say murder or drugs on TV. And I think god is in there too. I mean come on. Maybe its because I watch videos on MTV and VH1...anyway goddamn fucking liberal hippie bullshit.
I've got a test to study for. And its gross in the histo lab. Hard to believe that I freeze my ass off most of the day.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

Xanga-September 5, 2006

'Vet school proof that God hates me.'
So I forgot this story from this morning. After my physiology class, I got up to go to the bathroom. And on my way there, I saw a girl run head first into a glass window next to the door. Now admittedly the lighting was bad and how it was hitting it, made it seem as though there was nothing there. But this girl rammed it. If she was a bird, she would of broken her neck. Mel and I couldn't help but laugh. It was terrible of us but you wern't there. Mel told me there was a face print where the girl hit it.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

MySpace-September 4, 2006-Hula Dancing

Only In DeSoto
Joe and I had a great weekend. Riley spent a great deal of time terrorizing some cats. Dolores was just terrifed, Bernie and Rita took the 'I'll fuck you up' approach and Groucho was okay as long as Riley didn't stick right on him. On the way home, we saw an accident that had just happened outside of KC.
I feel so bad for Alex. He was such a bundle of activity which is really rare (at least from what I've seen). He was they type of kid that you send out to the back yard and don't want to see for at least one hour, but because of his ear, he can't be that kid. I feel really bad too when I am with anyone of parental authority because I haven't raised a kid, I'm no one's mom, I don't know what to do but realize that I should but still haven't a clue.
Its 6:30am and Joe is at work. I'm at school not studying for my 8am test. I was going to be all cute and get Joe some donuts to leave in his car but that would of taken waking up earlier and I wasn't sure where his job even is! Oh well.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

Xanga-September 4, 2006

Hy-Vee was the top grocery store in the Mid-West according to Consumer Reports.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

Xanga-September 1, 2006

In response to Martha's comments, Riley isn't the world's cutest dog by default. However, should there be a competition, she would win hands down. Especally since I am the judge.
Today was causal Friday. I wore jeans, a emo-y Western shirt, and tennis shoes.
Yesterday, I did well on my bOne quiz. I got 23 out of 25. But today I got back my histo quiz. I thought I missed like 5 or so questions, meaning only like 3 points but sadly, I got 14 1/2 out of 20. I really needed that 'Good Job, Dr. Pope!' but since I didn't get that I am probably going to do a back slide into not wanting to go to vet school. (I question though if I relied too much on the old tests.)
Nothing is really going on this weekend. Studying and maybe doing some hanging out. I didn't go to GDI last night which is sad because the Glenn Rehn look a like rode the mechanical bull. I was checking calves with Jeff Dill instead.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on 9/6/11.]

Xanga-August 30, 2006

I've been looking half heartedly for Hot To Trot, a movie made in 1988 with a talking horse and Bobcat Goldwaith. Anyway, you can't get it cheaper than like $30! So if I find it at a rental store, I'm stealing it.


Today, as I sat in veterinary molecular biology, I thought to myself, 'Boy, I really want to be a veterinarian.' So, I guess, I'll give this a go again. I don't think that I did too bad on my histo quiz today. Maybe missing like five questions. I didn't look at the key because there's nothing I can do about it; I might as well not rub it in. But the 60% in physology was a bit of a blow. So now I must suck it up and study the bOnes of the thorasic limb. And the joints. Don't forget about the joints.
Today was the class dress up day. I wore black pants, white tank top and a long pink shirt. Black ballet flats and belt. I have trouble deciding if I looked cool or dumpy or thin. Anyway, my class had a meeting today (go figure) and part of what we discussed was the dress code. Some people wanted to make two dress up days a week. Some other people, other classes/faculty and even our own classmates, felt that when we were casual (every day but Wednesday) we were too casual. (Hello! Look at the VM3s! Do you think they care? haha!) But I don't think so. I have only wore jeans one day. I don't mind dressing up but that's sure to change in a month or so. So we voted to leave it to one day. Really, it wasn't a vote as much as something to get the people complaining that you couldn't take their denim away from them and that one day a week was too much anyway.
Finally, I like Dr. Price. I find him a decent teacher and funny. He reminds me of Mick Petris (McPetris). Funny, they teach the same thing pretty much.

[Originally, published to Blogger on 8/31/11]

Xanga-August 29, 2006

Despite the fact that I missed three or four (out of ten) on my physiology quiz this morning, I feel slightly better about school. This may be because Rachel and I worked on our dog today and I know quite a few of the muscles! But it still sucks.
Today I am wearing a burgany t-shirt (which at one point after I was in the anatomy lab was on backwards! I ate lunch that way!), black ballet flats and a skirt that I made myself! Its tanish with burgany old English pastorial scenes and had red rick rack around the bottom. Its cute! But as I walked to school today I wondered why my ID was on my left hip since I always wear it on the right...my skirt had twisted and so badly that the zipper from the back was in the front. Ag.
I don't really know what else to say. I forced Joe into joining and he said that I was a good writer. Didn't he know that? I mean I hate to toot my own horn or anything but I thought that was a given...We're going to fight over being good writers now.
Additionaly, yesterday Dallas Wilson talked to me. It wasn't a conversation by any means nor was it regarding something remotely personal such as 'How is your day going?' but instead about the dog leg I pulled from the bucket of formalin. It was the first time he has talked to me this year despite both being from De Soto, working at the dairy and being in some undergrad classes (and group projects!) together.

[Originally, published to Blogger on 8/31/11]

Xanga-August 28. 2006

Today I am wearing khakis, a white shirt and brown mules.
I HATE VET SCHOOL! And I havn't even taken one test yet...I have three quizzes this week but I'm not too worried.
I'll be quitting tomorrow or the day after. And maybe this is a ploy for sympathy, encouragement or something. And you'd be right but I don't think that its uncalled for seeing as that I really dislike everything right now.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 8/28/11.]

Xanga-August 27, 2006

Martha said that I should enter what I was wearing Friday night into a xanga entry. So we went out for dinner at Teller's and I wore a denim skirt, brown heels (see a post from this summer about them) and a short sleeved striped oxford. I am recycling clothes from the school week.
Joe came down and go to my house about 3am. It was pouring rain. Saturday, we wondered around downtown, I ran out to the dairy and then we went to see Snakes On A Plane. It was so horrible it was good. I recommend seeing it just so you can validly make fun of it later. Snake vision... Then we went home and watched some TV. Joe watched the DVD of Short Circuit while I went to bed. This morning we woke up late, ate Steak'N'Shake and the parted ways as I had to meet my anatomy group at one. We're not caught up yet but working on it.
Anyway, Joe and I had a wonderfully domestic weekend together. It only confirms that what almost a year ago was just someone I wanted to drunkenly make out with will be someone that I will probably spend the rest of my life with...Here's to getting drunk! And to Erica the matchmaker! And to pagen holidays!

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 8/28/11.]