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.

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

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]