Friday, June 26, 2009

Dear Lois,

Lois you are my first cat. I remember the day I got you. It was 11/15/98, and my roommate at the time Lauren found you in Tallahassee on Campus Circle, and you were pregnant and all alone. We brought you home in a paper box from a copy center, and you ate a loaf of bread on the counter. You were forever home, and I was smitten. We had you spayed, and gave you a name, after the movie Corina Corina, with Whoopi Goldberg. My what a good cat you were. You would cuddle with me, and you loved to play under the covers.

You saw me through my college and vet school years, multiple boyfriends, roommates, houses, roommates pets, and 2 pets of our own. You didn't appreciate me adding either of them to our house, but you tolerated it, as you always did.You moved 1200 miles with me to St. Kitts, and when I knew no one and cried myself to sleep at night, you slept on my bed. You are the constant in my life that has been riddled with such change the past 10 years.
This last move was hard on you, physically. You aged greatly the past few years. But all I have to do is scratch your head to get your purrs started, and your place in my heart cements itself forever.

Lois today taught me that you will not be with me forever. I hope you know that I love you more than anything, that you are what taught me about everything cat related, that I will do everything for you to keep you as happy as possible.

(Today Lois went with me to school. She has some serious health issues that we are going to face as soon as we have the answers to them. I hope this is a bump in the road, and she has a few years left on her yet, but today was a sad, and scary day for me, and I needed to get this out)

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Back to the barn....

I am now on Equine Reproduction. This basically entails us assisting with the great miracle of life in various formats.
1)A BSE, or Breeding Soundness Evaluation. If it's a stallion, we basically "collect" things from them, and then analyze them. I'm talking amount, color, consistency, and smell. Yes, I said smell.
2)"Teasing" a mare. I asked if this consists of putting a carrot on the other side of fence just out of reach. I thought I was funny.
3)This rotation is now an elective for the Class of 2011. This means I am the only person on the rotation that did not elect, or would not have, elected this rotation. I fake my enthusiasm while watching the clock.
4) I have senioritis/large animalitis. My enthusiasm does not correlate with people who have 2 years of school left. I feel very lonely.
5) I cannot get autoformat to stop f*cking up my resume. I find a job that sounds good, then refer to the PAVE state list, and realize it's not on there. This whole thing is frustrating.
6)Here's the PAVE state list. I have made comments about certain states. If you have an opinion, give a shout out. I am comment-less, and it makes me not want to blog.

Arizona(there's something called a javalina that attacks dogs there)
California(EXPENSIVE, but Kathleen, Kevin, and Kerry are all in Los Angeles)
Colorado(a good prospect)
Connecticut(I hear property taxes are insane, which is why only the rich live there)
Illinois(BIG SAL!)
Louisiana(Hurricane Katrina)
Maine(where is this?)
Massachusetts(a possibility)
Montana(brrr. and no.)
Nebraska(see above)
New York(KT!)
North Dakota(uh, have you seen Fargo? Me either.)
Puerto Rico(no, gracias)
Rhode Island(a small but mighty place?)
South Carolina(yes, but NO jobs there)
Tennessee(see above)
Texas(I have a shirt that says "I'd rather go to hell than texas")
Utah(seems far away)
Vermont(Ben and Jerry's)
Virgin Islands(I've done my time)
Virginia(Urban=traffic, Not so urban= banjo)
Washington( I think I would LOVE this)
Wyoming(If I cannot ID on a map, I am not meant to go there)
Ohio(I enjoy the buckeye confection)

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Why you no blog no more?

Ok, Ok.
I've been on vacation. I should be filling your lives with laughter. Or at least a chuckle or two. Instead I have been.....JOB SEARCHING. Ok. So I look at jobs, and wonder, is Paluso Washington a fun place to live? Would Carl be happy there? Would I be happy there? When it says experienced, do I count what I have already done as experience? Then I get hyperactivity of the gut and close the window. And go back to tweaking my resume. This is a scary time. I'm picking out where I want to live. Somehow I also need to finagle time off school to go look at jobs. Which given my Large Animal Surgery filled summer, I really don't care about missing, but also, don't want to have to make up.
Let's talk about graduation! I am too lazy/busy( I would just like to point out I spent 5 minutes googling how to draw a line through the word lazy)to post pictures at this point, and my computer's efficency makes me want to abandon it in an airline terminal, so you'll have to wait. I do have some other highlights.
At the 99 cent Jack's store, a crazy man complimented me on my hair and eyes, and then explained why he was purchasing Close Up toothpaste to care for the few teeth he had left, so he could one day spend 10,000 dollars to buy new ones. And then he would be able to meet an attractive lady like myself. As I was in line to pay for my umbrella(and when an umbrella costs 1.49 and then 24 hours later literally blows apart, don't be shocked)I couldn't really leave, so I just kept trying to turn around and look for Carl, who saw me talking to a crazy man and KEPT WALKING BY. Thanks Carl.
The empire state building. Two tourists asked me if I had one the biggest loser? Although one might find this insulting, she asked me if I won, not if I got voted off on the first episode. Commense googling of person I apparently looked like.

Tara looks better in spandex than I would at this point. I consider it a compliment. And two people looking for a celebrity sighting.
We did see the lead singer from Warrant in McDonald's on 7th. KT pointed him out to me but I thought she was gesturing towards an asian business man, and was confused that there was an asian lead singer to Warrant.
Graduation was fantastic, and deserves it's own post. With pictures.