Xanga-April 26, 2006

I forgot the countdowns...
Countdown to the Rock'N'Roll Super Freak Out Weekend: 8 days
Countdown to Vet School (but not including the awkwardness that will be our retreat): 119 days

So I got roped into working this weekend in the morning  at the farm because I have to work at night at Hy-Vee. This is not going to help my stress level nor will it in most likelyhood allow me to get drunk on Friday night as planned... Poo. Damn Eric Atkins!
Today we had a tour of kindergarteners. And last week we had first graders. Anyway, these kids never cease to amaze me! They ask the best questions (seriously, one asked something that while it escapes me now was something that you would hear being asked in a freshman level animal science class.) and know so much. The first graders asked about the scabs from dehorning on the calves' heads and knew about chewing the cud. These kindergarteners today asked about where the boys were and then if we butchered them! They were from Sedalia and so asked what we would do if there was a tornado because it was something real for them. They knew where the milk went (how it got into the tank). Seriously, if I could pop a first grader out of my uterus (that wasn't a cyclops) I would. Its a good thing my boyfriend has a six year old!
Anyway, a calf had got loose when we were giving the tour and afterwards I had to catch it. She had jumped out of her pen and was less than impressed with the empty bottle I had to offer. Eventually, I got close enought to put my hand around her jaw and then she threw herself down. I didn't know what was happening and let go. She escaped and eventually I caught her again with a makeshift halter.
Monday was truely Monday at the farm. When I went down to feed the calves, there was one with its head stuck in a wire square of its pen. It had struggled enough to swell behind its ears so popping its head back out the way it had got in wasn't an option. So I found a hacksaw that I was pretty sure wouldn't cut anything much less wire and set to work. Luckily, the hacksaw worked the calf was freed. A heifer had also got loose on the highway so me and Joe set off to catch it only to find it hightailing it back towards the farm with someone herding it in their car!
Yesterday, I was hanging out with Joe in the junk room in one of the barns and heard meowing. It was mama cat nursing her four kittens! They are probably two or so weeks old and adorable! I can't wait until she brings them out and around.
I have also learned not to say anything that will lead to the following question: 'You're not pregnant are you?' Because seriously, I've been asked this twice so far since I've started out at the dairy. Once because I was eating pickles (offered to me by Joe!) and today because I said something about needing to pee like a racehorse. I'M NOT! NO WORRIES!

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on April 26, 2011.]

Xanga-April 25, 2006

Also, Friday, I don't care how and I don't care with who-I am getting drunk. Be forewarned.

so the fire alarm just went off...time for me to go home... oh, nevermind, it just went off.
Anyway, I was going to reference a bunch of old entries but I suppose if you care enough you'll look for them yourselves or remember the jist of them.
I bought Jarhead and Walk The Line used from Hy-Vee. I've yet to rewatch them mainly because I am wrapped up in The OC Season 1. So much happened during that first season!
Speaking of fire alarms (Ellis library security just made an announcement to disregard the alarm that went off minutes ago and we did in fact disregard it.), occasionally at Hy-Vee an alarm will go off signifiying that the coolers have gotten to hot. In general, customers rarely even look up when this loud alarm in the dairy section goes off. So I have decided, that the next time it goes off, I am going to scream and take off for the front doors. Exciting!
I am very, very stressed out! I hate to blame it on the two jobs but I don't think that there is much else to blame it on. Seriously, my skin is falling off and I caught a cold. Time to think about quitting Hy-Vee again.
I was supposed to be e-mailed some pictures of corgi puppies but was not. Poo. I bought a squeaky hamburger for my puppy the other day.
Did I mention I won a pizza from the radio?
I am setting up some goals. So far I have:-drink something from Starbucks, eat at a fancy resturant. Okay, just two for now.
Begin the countdowns!
Countdown till Rock'N'Roll Super Freak Out Weekend-9 days
Countdown till vet school (not that I am excited or anything)-120 days (that may be wrong)
Today, at the dairy, Monsanto was there. I got a boxed lunch. Tomorrow because I'll most certainly stick around, I'll get BBQ. God bless Monsanto! God bless the University! God bless Posilac and all of the other growth homornes!

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on April 26, 2011.]

Xanga-April 18, 2006

(This will be all old news to Joe.)
Sunday (or was it Saturday?) I was working at Hy-Vee and was in the bathroom drying my hands. A woman came in and was like, 'OH! Am I in the right place?' And then realizing that she indeed had gone to the right bathroom and I indeed was a woman as well, she tried to cover it up by saying, 'Because I get lost all of the time.' No dice lady, you thought I was a boy. But I do take comfort in the fact that I know this lady to be crazy. When I worked in the deli, we would sometimes have to make her sandwich two, three times before she was happy. So now my options are #1-wear pink 24/7, #2-wear a large bow in my hair or #3-grow out my hair which while the most socially acceptable option is actually the one I least like. I hate myself with long hair!
Then yesterday at the farm I was so proud of myself. I was rushing around all day doing all sorts of things. I managed not to mangle the barn or the skid loader when I pushed out manure and bedding and then I loaded it onto the manure spreader. There was no damage and this is something I don't normally help out with. Then I decided to move the weaned calves from their hutches to the super domes. This normally involves backing the truck and trailer up to a gate but I figured that if I just turned around and got close enough to the fence I could use the trailer door and the gate to shoo out the calves. The field maintance guys had parked a trailer in the way of the road to the calves so I would have to go around the shop to be able to make the turn. No problem. I was making my way around the shop careful not to run over the piece of tin siding as to pop a tire when I ran the trailer into a piece of equipment! It didn't look too bad but I dented the wheel well over the tire and slashed it. We managed to pop it out with a crowbar. I'm sorry I did it but do take comfort in the fact that it wasn't the truck and that everyone has hit/dented something in the past. John luckily wasn't too angry.
I've also been put in charge of breaking 994 aka Fred the Red Holstein to lead. So its either 1500 pounds of cow dragging me around or 135 pounds of me trying to drag her around. Either way its bad.
Freiday, Frei and I went to Harpo's with some of her classmates for free beer. There wasn't any but I still ended up drunk. Then we went to Cody's. There I rode the mechanical bull and baby, did I ride it! (Frei has pictures if you would like to see them.) I also ran into Ross from produce at Hy-Vee and three managers including Brad the assistant store manager who talked to me for a long agonizing time and told me drunkenly that I was a good person.
PS-I bought my absolutly ridiculous shoes![EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on April 26, 2011.]

Xanga-April 12, 2006

So what's new with you? Hmmm...well, I have converted from being a little freaked out and totally excited about vet school to just being freaked out. So much so that I have developed a completely terrifiying and irrational solution to going to vet school-get married and knocked up pronto. Don't tell my mom.
I got my insurance money meaning that I will be having a wild time with it. There are clothes, groceries and puppies to be bought! Perhaps a trip to the casino?
I am totally excited for Joe's and my 'Rock & Roll Super Freak Out Weekend!'. I am thinking of cool things to do in STL and even more importantly how to get to these places from the Pagent or where ever we end up staying. Joe made me four TMBG CDs to prepare for this weekend.
I keep finding dead birds everywhere. So if I get West Nile, you know why.
Yesterday, I was in my living room and I had the front door open. I heard a slight rustling outside but thought nothing of it. I heard it again and looked up to see a woodchuck/groundhog (Is there a difference between the two?) with its paw on my doorstep and head peeking in. I screamed and it ran off.
The day before I got called a boy at the dairy farm but the tanker truck driver. It was sad so I am begining to wear cleavage revealing t-shirts and daisy duke length shorts much to the delight of the rest of the employees.

[EDIT-Originally, published to Blogger on April 12, 2011.]

Xanga-April 7, 2006

I am doing a little stressing in regards to having two jobs. I am considering quitting one of them but must weigh my options carefully.
I have also exited the excited about vet school phase and now am simply terrified.
I have literally signed every petition to get something on the ballot there is. I wish people would stop harrassing me! I'll hit them on the head with their very own clipboard the next time it does!

[EDIT-Originally, posted to Blogger on April 10, 2011.]