This week is going to be horrible. I have a test and a quiz on Monday. I have a very long surgery Tuesday. A test and have to do anesthesia on Wednesday and like two quizzes Friday. I'm not prepared for anything! Add on top of that what is already starting to come out as a bad mood and people better watch out. Saturday, I yelled at Joe and stormed out of my apartment. I had plans and he was messing them up by getting there like half an hour before I was to leave.
So if you want to help Joe out, you can send him a text or give him a phone call (around 8:30 am or 6:30 pm is best) and tell him to get me some flowers. Nothing fancy, they can be from Wal-Mart. I insist that he doesn't spend more than $10. And since he has to drop off the money at DBC, he can just put them in a vase in my apartment one morning after work.(He shouldn't come to school.) Any day is fine. Probably Tuesday or Wednesday. There's a red vase right inside the door OR there's one in the cabinet beneath the toaster. He can leave a loving note. No lillies because the cat is sure to eat them. I think that is all of the instructions I have for you to give him. He's not in the dog house, but it would earn him some points for showing that he knows that I am having a rough week. (Even if secretly, I know that I was sending him instructions in a round about way.) This is his phone number 573-808-6078.
In other news...
I got my stethoscope in the mail Friday. The animals ran away when I pulled it out but I tackled them and heart rates were taken.
I went shopping on Friday which was fun. But I spent too much money.
Friday night, Joe fried some chicken and it was super good. I stole some of the leftovers today.
Also Friday, I talked to my mom. We have a horse in chronic renal failure. Unlike cats and dogs, horses really don't get renal failure. Even when they are old. This horse is three, which from the little I read, leads to the possiblity that she has a kidney defect and has had it since birth. Even the possiblity of her only having one kidney. There's the possiblity that its something else too. I'm trying to convince my mom to bring her up here for an ultrasound so I can be in on it. But basically, it boils down to managing the horse's comfort until she gets really sick or just keels over and dies. We haven't been having very much luck lately.
Last night, I went to see Death Cab For Cutie downtown. Because of my own poor planning, I went by myself. It was fine. Except for the thunderstom that started half an hour before the doors opened. (It was an outdoor show.) So the whole show was delayed by two hours. Two hours that I spent three blocks away from the gates. The show itself was pretty good. Some stupid high school kids were smoking pot next to me. Idiots. The show itself was okay. I can at least say that I have seen them now even if I never go again.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on June 14, 2011]
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