not that anyone reads this anymore, but i will update for kicks. i don't promise that this will be interesting, out of the ordinary, or anything of the like. it is only me writing about the randomness that is my world, whether it is life-changing or not, and i don't care if you care or not about what is said.

on that note. ha.

i love my job. i know that i love it because on my days off i wish i was working, just because i feel like i'm missing out on so much. getting up at 6 every day is tiring after a while, especially when it ruins the fact that i can't sleep in anymore even if i try. the long days when i work from 7:30 to 6 is tiring too, but i wouldn't trade them. basically, i go into work every day and get to play with animals. i love learning about new diseases, symptoms, procedures, surgeries, anything. i've learned more in the 3 weeks i've been working there than i could ever hope to learn sitting in a classroom somewhere. the people that i work with are amazing, too. from the first day they have been so accepting, friendly, helpful, and just plain fun. michelle and ryan, two girls i work with that are 24, are so fun to be around. they include me in everything, always letting me know what is going on and explaining everything to me. everyone has been extremely patient with me as i am learning the different procedure, equipment, etc. that goes along with starting a new job. i've helped with crazy surgeries like removing a broom from a cat and taking the bottom jaw off a dog, helped a pregnant chihuahua give birth to 6 puppies, gotten to cuddle with newborn kittens, and countless other things. sure, there are parts of working at a vet i could live without, like when a dog or cat comes in that has been hit by a car, or when an owner beats a dog with a bat and kills it, or starves a German Shepherd so bad that it weighs 28 pounds instead of the 85 that it should. but that's life, i guess, and i deal with it and move on. at the end of the day no matter what happens, i know that myself and the people around me have done everything they could for whatever situation arises, and i can come home to my own animals and appreciate them all the more.

my mom and i watched Night at the Museum a couple nights ago. it's one of my favorite movies..i was ridiculous in the theater (ask josh). one saturday this summer i want to go into the city and go to the museum of natural history again. i've been there twice, but both times i was little, maybe 9 or 10. it will be fun to go back and see if it's actually like it is in the movie, since i don't remember much about it. we'll see..maybe next weekend if i'm motivated enough.

i'm housesitting for a friend this week, and it's been interesting to say the least. their dog is crazy, the house is spooky, and their neighbor is constantly spying on me. i see her staring out the window at me on a regular basis, and sometimes i'll come home and find notes on the counter saying she's been there playing with the dog or letting it out. i knew she had a key to the house when i started, but enough is enough lady. she's older and lives by herself, so i guess she has nothing better to do.

more later - off to the aformentioned house for the last night.