MySpace-October 26, 2008-Three Things I Forgot from The Big Blog

Wednesday, when we returned from dinner. Someone was parked in my spot. Not just someone but the dumb cunt that parked there before when I had groceries and really needed to pee. I was furious. I was going to have the car towed. It wasn't like the spot next to mine-the one belonging to the apartment of the people that she was visiting was even occupied. I was working up the nerve to pound on the door and demand that the car get moved and was preparing to have Joe hold the leftovers when Joe said that he would see if someone would move it. I let him because he knew how mad I was. I opened up the window and Joe explained that I was mad and it was better that he came over than me and explained where the visitor spots were. He was way too nice about it. ERR it makes me mad because this was the second time! Dumb bitch.

The bad deal about finals week? I dropped my cell phone in the toilet at school. I scooped it up pretty quick but of course hadn't flushed yet so it was pee water. I intended on washing the phone off with alcohol when I got home but fell asleep first. Then in my sleepy state it rang and I answered it only to realize that the reason it sounded funny was because it was full of water-toilet water.

One final thing that I meant to mention about White Coat other than that Joe looked really nice was that he was glad that he didn't put my coat on. He first of all would of been too nervous and secondly didn't think that he deserved it because as he watched all my classmates have their spouses, parents and mentors put on their coats he felt like he hadn't offered that much support. But who listens to me when I get bad grades? Or have a bad day in general? Who comes to school events with me? Who helped with the fistulated cow at Open House? Who had dinner ready for me when I came home from surgery every Thursday? Who listens when I bash my classmates? Who can offer a shoulder to cry on? Who cheers me on when I get good grades? Who asks me therio questions? Who always asks well thought out veterinary medicine questions and lets me ramble on with the answer? JOE! That's who! And that's why he should of put my coat on me.

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