The joys of ...

What should it be? Life, moving, roommates, eating, birthdays, people...hmm?

I'm sitting here, on my 23rd birthday, at The Good Egg. I'm listening to all the noises around me and it just makes me wonder about people. It's one thing to have something left out because you don't like it, or substitute because you want a part of something else, but seriously? They have a menu for a reason. I may not be one to talk, but at least here I can say, "I want the Veggie Interesting." And yes that's what it's called.

I'm tired. I worked last night. Started out my night with a 9-year-old St. Bernard that came in with seizures. And not just the little ones either. Really big seizures. More like a ton of little seizures that were lumped together on top of one another, like agglutinated blood. Oops. Okay, that's fixed, now you can understand what I mean. Agglutination is on the left, rouleaux is on the right. Kind of like that. So I grab the valium, draw up 20mg and hit the vein right away. Seizures mellow a little bit. Set a catheter (Linda did), get blood in case we need it (hopefully not though because in all honesty, this dog is pushing it's luck at 9) and hold him on the scale/table/gurney. This dog weighed 130+ pounds. Huge. Nope, here comes another one. 10mg. Doesn't even touch him. They decide to euthanize luckily. Much better off.

Ok have to add this. Lady at the counter that I'm sitting at asked the guy she was with if she annoyed him. Is it horrible that I wanted to say yes?

Back to the dog.

Gave him another 20mg which finally took the edge off...for two minutes. So we just held him down, put a blanket over him. Put him in the room with the owners (on our scale/table/gurney), gave him 20mg more of Valium and then euthanized. The joys of being a veterinary technician.

I picked up my degree today from the post office. I don't have a good relationship with the post office. They lost my glasses and refused to take responsibility. They have lost many checks in the mail (causing late payments and overdraft fees). I don't have the little card that got mailed because I moved (next topic). So I bring my driver's license (which reminded me that I need to change my address with the DMV...MVD...DMV...ADOT! Ack blinding light from a car windshield. Stupid sun. So I tell the lady I have a package that I need to get but I don't have the card because I moved. She goes to look for it. Says I have no package that I need the numbers. Who knows where it is now. So I tell her that it's my degree. I tell her I don't know how they sent it, but they sent it. I keep telling her that because I moved that I don't have the card because it's packed. She keeps telling me that they left a card. We are so on different levels, she's just not getting it. Then click! Oh! You moved from this address. Then she starts asking me, after I'm annoyed, which house it is because she lives in the neighborhood. Right, like I want to talk now lady. Why don't I just tell you that I got kicked out of my house, had to move in a week, and now I'm considering moving again?!

So the move. Joey helped me move. Wonderful wonderful boy (though he insists he's a man...)

I found a place, right across the street that is the same rent. Nice girl. Two female roommates. I met the other, Melody, my first day there. First question out of her mouth, "So are you a member of the Mormon Church?" Now I have nothing against Mormons whatsoever. To each his or her own. It's just not my thing. And I'm good with that. But it was just really weird, like she assumed I was. Maybe she thought the other roommate wouldn't have a non-LDS roommate (they both are LDS). It was just really awkward as I stumbled through my I was raised Catholic but I'm not religious I'm more spiritual and I live my life just trying to be a good person. Awkward. I would just expect a question more like, "Oh, so what do you do for a living?" or "Are you going to school?" or "Are you from Arizona?" Which all followed later. Now don't get me wrong, they are both very sweet girls. But it's just weird how that seems to be the most important thing. So far, all of their acquaintances are members too. I'm not positive they have friends who aren't, which is so opposite of all the people I know who are LDS. (Who I absolutely adore, by the way!!!) Just weirdness.

Which brings me to the next point. How do I date in this situation? Part of dating for me is having a physical relationship with someone I care about. Not going to be possible at my place apparently. Grr. That's just a part of who I am. I'm more of the mind that you should test drive a car before you buy it to see if you'll be comfortable and like all of the features. Yeah, I just compared guys to cars. Gotta love it.

Then!

Time for back story. I board Marker at a barn in Gilbert. It's where I first met him. I have a friend, Stephanie, who I've known for almost 3 years. She is separated from her husband (who is a jerk) and they are selling their house before they get divorced. I used to live with him, but I got kicked out because my sleep schedule didn't correspond with the rare house showing schedule. So I moved. Because that one room is so gosh darn important! Side track. She moved to her friend's place and lives above the barn, rent free. She is supposed to get paid weekly, but lately hasn't been. Now the woman who owns the place tells her she can't have people (well boy friends (not boyfriends)) over because the husband will get jealous. But she can't have a life. So she might be moving out, back in with the ex. And I don't want to keep Marker there if Steph isn't there because the woman who owns the place is awful with horses. She puts fear in them, and I don't want Marker to be ruined.

So I'm looking for a place to live where I can keep Marker too. And I think I found it! But that means I'll have to move again. Grr. I hate moving. But it's only $25 more, and I'll have Marker right there with me. So worth it. And my own space. I don't have to feel like I have to creep around and not bother anyone (that's how I was raised).

I'll post more on the place later when I see it.

Now I'm going to go. Because I'm tired. And it's my birthday and now I want to sleep.

Yay Melting Pot tonight!