MySpace-October 28, 2007-Dog Costume Contest

Yesterday was the dog costume contest at PetCo. I've been preparing for weeks for it by making Riley's costume-an ear of corn. I don't know why we hadn't thought about it sooner but she was a corn dog!!!
Riley absolutly despised wearing her costume but loves going to PetCo. We got in the store and there was some technical difficulties with the costume but they were easily fixed by some felt strips, safety pins and masking tape to keep her hat on in the right position.
Riley was fantastic at PetCo. She calmed right down and sat at my feet. I have some picture of her but I don't know if I can get them posted. But I'll post a picture of the prototype in my photos.
Anyway, eventually the pets (all dogs except for a gerbil dressed as a pizza and a cat in a pumpkin hat) (about 12-15+) were judged and awards given.
RILEY TOTALLY WON! We got a certificate, blue ribbon and a $15 gift card with which we're going to by Teddy Kellerman a hay rack and some dog treats, too. And Joe told me I wasn't going to win....

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

MySpace-October 25, 2007-Waiting For My Real Life To Begin

I know I do alot of complaining on MySpace in my blogs but I feel that its a good place to vent my frustrations with school esp. and you can tell that I have alot at all times. But I really don't think that my life is too bad.

I live in a great town that is so diverse that you can find anything and everything, including pig's testicles to cook and eat, if you look hard enough. I have a great little apartment that actually has furniture in it! And a washer and dryer and cable! What more could a college kid ask for? I have a car that works really well and pretty consistantly. I have a cute rabbit named Lil' Teddy Kellerman and a cute dog named Riley. I have a great family. I have some great friends.  And a super fantastic boyfriend despite all of our fights (mostly I think because he tries to fix too much and we're so much alike) who has a great family too and a super fun son. And even better, he lives in town now! I'm a little over two and half years away from having the job that I've wanted all of my life. School is tough and discouraging at times but overall, I'm doing well at it. So things are pretty great...
But I can't help wanting things to fast forward some. I can't wait to graduate vet school and finally be done. To finally be able to say I know something and use it with the passion that so often gets hidden because of the shear pressure of vet school itself. I can't wait to move from Columbia and my little apartment into some rural town and have a house with pastures and barns full of ponies and horses, goats and dairy calves and chickens. I can't wait to have some cats. I can't wait to get married (preferably to that fantastic boyfriend mentioned above!) and have a baby. (Preferably in that order despite all of my talk to the contrary). My life is running in a large circle now and knowing that its going to be years before I can vear off of that path makes me sad. Not too sad, but sad enough that I want it to come faster.

So for now, I'll have to just look forward to those things. But I still wish there was something closer to look forward too...

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

MySpace-October 23, 2007-Stuff Revisited

Well, I may have spoken too hastily yesterday about Open House. I think now instead of firmly being opposed to being a commitee head, I'll do so on a case by case basis. If given the opportunity, I'll run what I think is important and intests me. Otherwise, like I said, I'll be happy hanging out with my mom and Nell, the pony, staying with Mule Club and running the cow milking for Bovine Club. Now they are also looking for a new tri-chair. While this is a huge responsiblity, I know that no one would listen to me. I WOULD like to do it because I think I would make sure everyone knew what was going on and that we ASKED the first years for their help rather than DEMANDING it. Those were problems last year. Joe said I should volunteer to be a commitee head but he doesn't seem to know yet how I work. I'd rather not do anything and complain about how poorly it went later.

My dog's costume is coming along great! She's going to be a giant ear of corn. She pooped in her crate last night. Well, more like outside of it on the kitchen floor. I don't know what was going on there.

Pharmacology will be the end of me. I hate it. Its like chemistry and geometry combined. And the teacher sucks. And she gets things wrong when she's trying to teach us. And there is no textbook. Joe suggested that if I was going to struggle with it and the teacher isn't teaching me (I am and she's not) then I should consider studying with a group of people. What he doesn't seem to get yet (still) is that studying with others infuriates me to the point that I learn less than I would of learned confusing myself. I'm not opposed to asking for help. Just opposed to working with people. He also suggested that I should be worried (which I'm not). But worrying doesn't get me anywhere. I lay on my couch more watching TV. I eat more and get fatter. I fall asleep more on my book. That's where worrying gets me. Joe is so full of helpful suggestions that won't work for me because I am stubborn and he doesn't get it.

Do you think that exotic dancers in clubs make some sort of base wage in addition to tips? They would have to I would think. I had a dream about that last night and I wasn't doing so good so hopefully there was minimum wage to back up my $30 or $40 in tips....


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

MySpace-October 22, 2007-Stuff

 Well, let's see...

Friday, I took a quiz and did bad on it. Admittedly, I didn't do much studying. I wasn't into it. Then I hung out with the mules. Joe and I hung out at my house in the evening and I spent most of the time half asleep on the couch.

Saturday, I was in the Mizzou homecoming parade with the mules. Mizzou has the oldest homecoming in the nation and probably one of the largest. Joe was in a grumpy mood because of the stupidity of MU football fans and the proximity of my apartment to the stadium. We watched Transformers and then went to the dog park. After that we went on a grocery store field trip.

Sunday was simply more hanging out. I did some homework.

Anyway, our grocery store field trip. Joe had heard from this guy at this work that Moser's had all of the weird meat that you could ever imagine. We went there not really looking to buy something but just to see what we could. There was frozen alligator meat, calimari, frog legs, crawdad meat and whole ones. Then in the fresh meat case there was all sorts of craziness! Beef liver, kidneys, hearts, leg bones and feet! Like feet with the hide still on! Then pork wise in addition to chittlings, there were hog's feet, stomachs, snouts, and ears! And the best was definatly hog testicles. They were huge! Turkey and chicken wise there were the typical necks, hearts, gizzards, and livers. Joe asked the meat clerk if they had chicken feet and they did, just not out! So sometime we're going to have a crazy meat feast though I refuse to eat organ meats because they taste too iron-y.

Today, we had a meeting about Open House. The tri-chairs that organize the whole thing were decided on and they are the same people that run everything as usual. I don't plan on being the head of anything (though you are certain to hear how poorly everything is being run) because no one listens to me and I am invisible. And should people want me to help with things, I will tell them that. I will help with running open house, I will stand out with my parents and my pony, I will stand with the mules and I will stand with the dairy cow BUT I WILL NOT RUN ANYTHING. I still will complain. You knew that though.

I gots the baby fever. I can't help it.

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

MySpace-October 16, 2007-Week/Weekend Review

Let me break last week down for you-
Monday-dreaded upcoming finals.
Tuesday-took a 15 point test in pathology-the class that has been the bane of my existance this block. Got a B. Took a parasitology quiz and lab exam. Got a 100% on both.
Wednesday-took a bacteriology test. Got a 95% A. This was the best grade I had got all semester. Now why didn't I do that sooner? I have a B in the class but only because of a fucked up grading scale. Damn those other students and their test files.
Thursday-Took my virology final and missed two. Later got the points back for the two and got a 100%. The test was open book but I think I would of done okay even without studying. I should have an A in that class provided I calculated points right and the professor rounds up. Then I took a pathology final. It sucked and I got some questions wrong that I shouldn't have. I think I got a high D/low C on it BUT I should have a C in the class before any curve or points were given back. One of my classmates said something nasty to me which I will  relate later.
Friday-I took a paraisiology final that I didn't study for enough and got a B. I should have a B in that class.
Finals tally-A,A,D/C, B
Overally tally-B,A,C,B   not too bad...

So the weekend-Friday after class I went over to Joe's for some nap time, which is always nice. Later that night (much later), we caught up with my friends at McNally's and drank some beer. We came home, drank some more and watched TV. Went to bed way too late. It rained all day Saturday and I cleaned my house. Sunday my parents came up but didn't stay long. They saw Joe's apartment and we bought some material for some dresses that I plan to make. They took us out to eat at Red Lobster! That was pretty much the weekend.

I'm a little worried about this block's classes-pathology(again!), pharmacology, business, and public health. Public health of course, while boring, I enjoy esp. since today we watched videos of meat inspection in the slaughter house. Pharmacology involves too much chemistry...I don't understand. And I may of been sleeping too.

Okay, got to get going....TO BE CONTINUED.

Anyway, last week after the pathology exam, I was sitting in the hallway, visibly upset looking up some answers to questions that I had missed and believed that I had gotten correct. This girl, Peggy, comes strolling down the hallway and asks if I was still here. 'Yes' And then she asks if I would still be here on Monday! (As in did you fail out?) I hadn't calculated my grade yet but said that I thought so. What a bitchy thing to say! Yeah, a general statement of no one was doing well in pathology can be made but Peggy didn't know my grades and sure is hell shouldn't be asking people (esp. those that are visibly upset) if they were going to be at school on Monday. There are more tactful ways of putting it. Such as 'how did you do?' or 'Are you doing okay?'Its things like this that make people not like her...

Then bovine club was a cluster fuck as usual. As you know, I was running for president against someone that hadn't even been a member last year nor has shown any interest in bovine up until running for president (Jordan) and against someone that said she would drop out and was only running if no one else ran (Jill). Truth be told I was the only one that actually gave a rat's ass and people should of known that. Thursday we got the election results and I lost. I really saw that coming but still have the right to be upset. Ugh. Just another example of the stupid popularity games that go on in vet school.

Last night, I went out with a girl from my high school class. She had done undergrad at MU and off and on we would see each other. Diana was up here interviewing people for internships at her job. Anyway there were a bunch of her friends including someone else from our high school class. We didn't really talk; it was awkward. I hadn't seen this guy since the day we graduated. It wasn't like I hated him in high school; I just didn't feel any need to play catch up with him.

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

MySpace-October 7, 2007-Upcoming Week.

Well, this week is finals week. I hate it. I have six tests in various forms. If things turn out as planned, I'm looking at three Bs and a C. Lord, help me for a C.

Joe took Riley to St.Joe this weekend and from what I understand it was an adventure. It was good to have both of them back to me on Sunday. I missed them both. Joe more than Riley probably.

Is there a good way to kill a fish? My goldfish is on his last fin and I don't have the heart to flush him while he's sort of alive.

This weekend, we are either going to see my parents and grandma OR my mom is coming here. I'm secretly hoping for the later. Maybe I'll get some free lunch  out of the deal.

My weekend-Friday, I studied and then watched movies and got drunk on my couch by myself. It sounds sad but was really fun! Saturday, I went shopping, did some studying and remembered why it sucks to live so close to the stadium. An hour before kickoff against Nebraska and the parking lot was a madhouse of drunkenness. And Sunday, I didn't study as much as I should have. Oh well.

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

MySpace-October 4, 2007-How Vaccines Work

Well, I was studying the other night and trying to read my virology notes while on the phone with Joe and I mentioned something about vaccinations in cats and so I had to explain how vaccines work. With a crazy analogy.

The purpose of vaccinations is to prime the immune system for illness. A vaccine normally consists of either dead bacteria/viruses or bacteria/viruses that have been changed so that they can't cause disease. When you give a vaccine, the body reacts to it like it was really getting sick.
So its like this, basically you are showing your body's soldiers a picture of Osama Bin Laden and gave them a breifing. Now they know what he looks like and the next time they see him, your body's soldiers (antibodies that have been made against the bacteria/virus aka Osama Bin Laden) can attack and kill because they know all of the secrets already. The same thing can happen if you get the disease. You get the disease (a breifing), your body builds up troops specifically knowing what they need to do and then if you see Osama again you can kill him.
But then there are diseases that cause latent infections. These diseases are hiding out like Al Qaeda in their caves/cells. And sometimes if you give a vaccination/breifing for these diseases, they prevent you from getting sick but not having the disease. Then you become a persistant shedder. So now its like you've shown the antibodies/soldiers a picture of Osama Bin Laden and they know what he looks like and their just hanging out on their tour of duty waiting to see him. But then he's there. Only he's shaved his beard and took off the turban so the soldiers don't recognize him. He's in the background. He's the cook. The soldiers don't attack because they don't know its him. And he's multiplying--i.e. bringing in more Al Qaeda members and pretty soon they leave your body/country and move to the US, err...someone else's body. And there they carry out their terrorism plans because odds are that body/country's soldiers havn't seen a picture of him before.

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

MySpace-October 3, 2007-Ugh.

School is pretty rough right now. Next week is finals week.

Monday, I had a test and got a 52% on it. That really sucked because I studied pretty hard for it on Sunday. However, the entire class is doing poorly which makes me feel good about myself. Hopefully, they curve the class to prevent everyone from failing it; hopefully, its enough that I don't get a D either. I am prepared for it just in case.
Yesterday, I had another test and got a low B on it. I was happy with that but could of used some more points to pad that grade.
Yesterday was also the bovine club meeting in which officer elections were to occur. However, no one wanted to run for anything and we had to take nominations for people that wern't there. So now we're doing an electronic ballot which will take some more time. I am running for president. I am really passionate about this but I am running against two very popular people. One guy has never shown any interest in bovine club and even the third years are mad he's running. The other is the secretary currently but didn't even show up for this meeting. I hear though that she might drop out because she was only going to be nominated if nobody was running. I think she won't though because she'll think that she can beat me and she's a bitch like that. We'll see what happens!

Off to stick my arm up a cow's ass!

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