Tonight, I thought it would be a good idea to wash those dress clothes that I am putting away for so long. Also to wash a pair of coveralls and jeans for tomorrow. But the washing machine is evil and finally I've had enough. I managed to coax it through two loads of jeans and towels and hoodies-the most important stuff only to have it die in the middle of socks and undies-whites. Its not spinning out. And now its not rinsing either. It makes some vague attempts but now has progressed to the point of no longer giving a damn about doing its job. I'll have Joe call DBC on Thursday because he's got stuff and sleeping to do tomorrow. Maybe we'll call tomorrow for Thursday.
Anyway, in case you didn't know. Joe was in a car accident on Sunday night. He was leaving our local Shell station and on his way to work when someone ran the red light and slid into him. In the game of F150 versus Crown Victoria, I would consider it a close match. The front of the Vic was essentially ripped off and I didn't get a look at the driver's side but I'm sure that was all smashed in. The bumper had wrapped itself in a desprate embrace of the truck's tire and had to be ripped apart by the tow truck. The truck looked okay (a decent dent) and drove off to the shoulder where the tire rapidly deflated. I was up at the corner before the cops. It was cold and I stood around for Joe to take him home. He's okay. We went into the gas station afterwards and our favorite Indian/Middle Eastern? guys were working. They recognize us because we're in there all of the time. One asked Joe if I was his girlfriend because they saw us all the time but never together and we were tonight. I think that's funny that they recognize us.
I finished up small animal medicine today. We had a food day and I brought a pecan pie and a chocolate cream pie. Unfortunately, it didn't seem that the pecan pie was quite done-though very good and the whippped cream fell on the other. And the vet tech stole my thunder by bringing two homemade pies too. Ugh! I was suposed to be special. I'm glad small animal medicine is over and that I get to move downstairs. Its a huge relief. I'll be down there or at least away from small animals for a while-equine, food animal elective, EFAST and then pathology. My schedule is getting moved around nicely for this summer. I'll get it finalized sometime this week or next.
Well, I probably should go to bed. I still need to clean out my backpack for tomorrow. And my stomach hurts. I'll let you know how equine goes.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/3/11]
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