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Monday, February 25
Okay so I just had the flu for one week, and then bronchitis for two. Awesome.
This week is midterms. Brandon is a wonderful flash card quiz man. Thanks sexy.
SO freakin busy with school and work. I may have health insurance soon... dear christ it's about fucking time.
Also trying to convince my crackbaby to hold off on her trip to Serbia cuz.. um.... ya hello headlines as of late. Just worried about her. She means a lot to me, and I want her around for a long ass time. Hopefully she can find other options and visit Serbia at a later time...just not right now.
Lynnette 11:25 PM
Monday, February 11
Today I bought scrubs
They are not sexy and, on my current body shape, are easily confused with maternity wear. However, that being said, EVERYONE looks funky in them, so I figured I had to prioritize.
First, comfort. Second, matching. Last, cuteness.
This weekend is also a job fair at the Henry Doorly Zoo, which I’m hoping to land at least a part time job….doing something, anything. I’ll serve cotton candy for a year if it’ll look good on my resume, and make me better able to land jobs in other zoos actually dealing directly with animals. Granted, with my current studies and my experience at the Lincoln Children’s Zoo (albeit many moons ago), and my volunteering at the aquarium in Florida, I may be able to get some sort of slack job, cleaning poop outta some cages. Fine by me. Gimme the doodie duty, I can take it!!
If I had kept up with my SCUBA hours I could have gotten a job cleaning the aquarium; yep, down in the shark tunnel. I need to remind myself to find a club around here which dives in the summer months. I need to log some serious hours, or I’ll be fucked when I get out of school.
Other than that…. Things are going well for me. Brandon is a god-send, he’s amazing. If I did not have him to come home to after my long, arduous days, I would go insane. If not for him I would never seen another human outside of work and school. I would never be able to watch Tim & Eric Show and have a good belly laugh. I would never get laid in between homework assignments and eating dinner. I wouldn’t have someone to give me a hug when I get home at night, frustrated and near tears. I would also not have someone to tell me I’m beautiful, despite all my skin problems.
I am very thankful for him. Very thankful. And the best part?? He knows it.
Lynnette 5:42 PM
Sunday, February 3
It's interesting that Captain American has made his foray back into the comic world...now yielding a gun. Just saw a news clip on it...analysts discussing whether or not this was poorly reflective of the "Post 9-11 America" that heros should have guns.
Captain America stated, "...they are only tools." Hmm.
C.A. was gunned down last year in the comics; it is his, until recently, sidekick "Bucky" Barnes who is now the gun-wielding Captain America.
Lynnette 9:38 PM
Saturday, February 2
This morning I woke up, got outta bed, and no I did not drag a comb across my head. In fact I didn't brush my hair at all.
I watched two reality shows:
- My Fair Brady; a show that consists of Chris Knight (Peter from The Brady Bunch) and his 24 year-old wife (less than half his age) who clearly has lesbian tendencies. They fought, he asked for separation. I went to make a cup of coffee.
- Scott Baio is 46...and Pregnant; the gist of this is very obvious, and subsequently just as boring. I turned it off in the middle to clean the kitchen.
As I'm putting things away in preparation of doing my homework I was picked up my stethoscope. What better guinea pig (no pun intended) than my cat. So I figured, it would be easy to listen to his heartbeat. Au contraire mon fraire. How the fuck to vets hear the blood pumping with all that purring going on??!?!?!
"Kane shhhhh baby, shhh I can't hear your heart."
*insane purring noise*
"Kane.... shhhhhhh......"
*more purring, even louder*
It was useless. Each time I moved the head of the stethoscope he chose to purr deeper, and louder than before. I'm looking forward to getting more in depth in my Animal Nursing class. I wanna know how the fuck that works with cats...
Lynnette 12:18 PM
Friday, February 1
I'm on my way...
Sooooooo, it's been awhile. I've done a lot... and then again, not much at all.
School started this past Monday, and I am exhausted and elated. My schedule is basically school and sleep. Monday through Thursday 8am-9pm. Right from school to work, just across the street (thankfully). Fridays I have school, but am off work. Saturday is the one, golden, pure day I have: no school, no work. Tomorrow I expect to see heaven during my waking hours...and possibly into my sleeping ones as well.
There are several people in the program who I am betting will be dropping out either in this first Phase (10 weeks), or very soon after. One is a girl who grew up on a farm, is a former chewer of tobacco and stated this morning that our Math for Healthcare Professionals busy work was "gay". She doesn't have the balls for this; it's very clear. Chemistry this afternoon didn't shake her hangover either.
Other students in the class are repeating the first group of classes because they failed one or more from the last session. How you could fail basic math is beyond me....we broke down fractions today. Granted, I realize that it's all foundation work to build upon for our Pharmacology courses in Phase 3, and it is dull, and easy. That being said, I'm doing my homework, I don't bitch that it's too easy. I'm glad there is an easy class; some of the other classes won't be, so I'm enjoying it while I can.
I'm very serious at school. I've learned to study on my lunch breaks, and read my medical terms cards over my breaks between classes. At night, I get right to my assignments. I'm friendly to the students, but I'm still trying to suss out which ones are worth sitting by; whose phone numbers I want to collect. After all, I will be sitting side-by-side these people for the next two years of my life. I'm not about to make enemies. I'm going to be Switzerland as much as possible.
For example, when BettyBoo the farm girl comes in and talks about the amount of beer she drank the night before (which has become a morning ritual for us, to hear), I sit quietly and listen, like everyone else is doing, and keep my mouth shut. If she wants to be hungover for Chemistry, that's her deal. Me? I'd rather have an empty bladder, an alert mind slightly jump started by toast, a over-hard egg and a cup of Joe.
I've had a blast this week planning out how I'm going to organize my notes, paperwork and homework. I have boxes for my flash cards for medical terms. We're already up to 75 terms, and I have yet to miss one. *knock on wood*
My personal goal for this 10 weeks is to get straight As and understand everything that I read. I'm not learning this for regurgitation, I'm learning this for the knowledge.
Note to self: must also find out how much more schooling to become a licensed Veterinarian after I pass my National Board Exam for the Licensed Vet Techs. I cannot wait.
Lynnette 7:01 PM
The other day at work a woman I work with closely sent me an e-mail and stated she was thinking joining WoW, and had heard that I used to play. Her request was for my advice. The following is what I sent in response....
Oh my god. Seriously, playing WoW is a lifestyle not a game. I WISH I was kidding. I lost two years of my life to this game… Granted, I LOOOOOOVED every minute of it, but it is a huge time suck.
I chose to cancel my account right before school started simply because I have a total of 3 hours at home each day. That’s 30 minutes in the morning when I eat breakfast and have a cup of coffee, and 2 and ½ hours in the evening in which I must do my chores, homework, and my boyfriend. Sometimes because of the latter item on that list the 2 and ½ hours sometimes goes over schedule.
The following are tips for those about to join WoW:
- Say goodbye to your husband.
- Kiss your children goodbye.
- Realize that a lot of younger people play the game, and you will be subjected to a lot of annoying spamming, childish jokes, flames, and other internet annoyances. (Mostly in the cities…. I avoided the cities unless I NEEDED to go there for banking, etc.)
- Be aware that it is a video game. Be even more aware that other people think of it as their life and are offended when you remind them it is a video game. Try to find at least one of these people each time you log on and laugh at them.
- Think about how you could better spend $15 each month. If you are okay with spending this much money on a game, more power to you. One year will cost you $180, two years $360.
- Think about how many hours you might be playing this a day. During my serious WoW time I spent nearly 8+ hours each day playing the game. In a week that’s 56 hours, in a year that’s 2,290 hours.
- Consider your snack foods while playing WoW. I had to WoW “sessions”. The first year I played, I snacked on carrots and drank a ton of water. The second year I played I ate pizza and got drunk a lot. In the latter session I also gained 40 lbs. Something to consider.
- Play a mage. You won’t regret it. Be prepared to die…..a lot. You will die…a lot. Did I mention you will die? You will also be able to kill things faster than anything in the game, and you just look fucking awesome while you’re melting faces. Advantage mage: cloth armor is far cheaper to repair than leather or plate.
- Don’t listen to any mage advice from Mike S. He’s total noobsauce and recently was asking moi for mage advice.
- Try everything. Try the battlegrounds (PvP), try dungeons, and if you hit level 70 and stick with it try raiding and arena. Why? Because you will eventually get bored with the game, and realize that you’ve had your fill. It took me two years, but holy shit I loved every minute of it.
- Re-read this list, shake your head, and think that I am making too big of a deal about this.
- Know that I am not.
All those aside just remember to have fun. It’s a video game after all.
Lynnette 6:55 PM