I RESERVED MY BABY BIRD TODAY AND PAID THE DEPOSIT.

S/he's the one on the bottom of the picture!



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SAW. WICKED. IT WAS AWESOME. DJKFKSJFHRKSJGRGDET. WE HAD GREAT SEATS, FIRST ROW ON THE BALCONY. WEEEEEEE.

ADDICTED TO MUSIC FROM MOULIN ROUGE. STILL HATE THE MOVIE BECAUSE IT'S SO WEIRD AND DEPRESSING. BUT YUM EWAN.

EATING A BROWNIE.

JOB GOING GOOD.

LOTS OF STUFF PLANNED.

I DECLARE THIS CAPSLOCK SUNDAY.

Happy birfday to meeeee happy birfday to meeeeee

My new job is making me miserable and there's no way out.

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I don't think things could get MORE frustrating.

So, we've figured out where we're moving to in September when our lease is up. We'll have to settle, because we can't afford the two bedroom we want without a roommate, and finding someone who we get along with AND who can handle Vash is pretty much close to impossible. So, we'll have to go with the less cool apartment, even though it's a super nice complex still.

I've been sick for two days, meaning I've had to leave work early two days in a row. Can't afford to do that, especially not with the move coming up. Of course I get sick NOW and not in a more financially comfortable time.

Our apartment is infested with ants, too. We spray poison at the doors and windows, put down ant traps, spray all the desks with Lysol, and I'm STILL killing them all day. I have an insect phobia and I'm so stressed over all the bugs that I am THISCLOSE to self injuring again to take away some of the stress. We're going to talk to the office about having the place sprayed, but with their track record of service I'm not expecting much.

I've already killed three ants on my desk in the process of writing this post. That gives you an idea.

I opened the shower curtain tonight, and ants. In the bathtub. So I had to drive down the street, where lucky for me Nicole let me use her shower. Otherwise I think I might have broken down and cried. I couldn't even shower in my own apartment. I can't wait to move.

I have to go to the bank tomorrow, to talk to them about consolidating my credit card debt. Fun times. NOT. Banks are always so mean to me because I'm not the smartest with finances. I've met ONE nice person who works at my local bank. One. I hope he's there tomorrow.

My job is stressing me out to no end. I can't tell if I'm doing horrible or wonderful, I'm working my butt off but I can't tell how my bosses feel about me because I'm socially retarded.

All in all, I want to crawl under a rock and die.

Also, both the movie and the book "Angels and Demons"? They both SUCKED. Fuck you, Dan Brown. Ending wasn't crazy enough for you, so you just decided to tack on an even CRAZIER ending that made the whole thing a total waste of time. I hate you. And your writing style sucks. Go kiss Michael Crichton's feet, or somehow else use your time constructively.

I hate bugs.

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Doctor: So, we need two huge tubes of your blood.

Me: D:

Doctor: Oh, and you're overdue for your pap smear!

Me: DDDD:

I'm never leaving the house again. *sulks in agony*

Things are okay, flist. I'm still tired most of the time, but I'm getting used to it.

I was late on one bill and now I feel like an awful person. I even wrote "Sorry!" and a sad face on the payment stub.










If you have clickables, post them in the comments and I'll click back.

Here's your chance to feel like a million bucks by donating just a few dollars to a great cause!

Kujo and Vash and I are doing the Indianapolis Mutt Strut this year. For those who don't know, it's the day that the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, the home of the Indy 500, goes to the dogs! Thousands of dogs will get the chance to walk around the track with their owners.

All registration fees and donations go to the Humane Society to help homeless kitties and puppies.

Here's how you can help!

http://register.indymuttstrut.org/goto/kujo

Visit the link! It's my personal site, detailing the goal I've created. Support Kujo and Vash in their two mile hike to support their fuzzy brethren! Even a few dollars helps. I want to blow my goal out of the water, people! Don't worry, I don't ever actually touch your donation- it goes straight to the puppies and kitties when you donate using that link.

Here's the link again:

http://register.indymuttstrut.org/goto/kujo

Support the homeless animals, and get that warm fuzzy feeling in your tummy. You'll feel awesome, and some doggie in a shelter will have a new comfy bed- or better yet, a new comfy home.

New job going well. I'm still dead tired.

Click mah clickables, pleeeease!

If you have time, please click my Twitch army. They need it!

I don't understand.

I'm so tired. So, so tired. I got PLENTY of sleep, but I am still incredibly tired.

I'm really sick of being tired all the time, but no matter what I do, I can't seem to shake it. No matter how much I sleep, I still feel exhausted all the time.

Had a client whose cat got into some plastic bags and ate pieces of them. Of course, client didn't want to use a credit card, so he didn't want to pay the 200 or so dollars it would likely take to do the surgery and save the cat.

He brought the cat in on Saturday to be euthanized.

The kicker?

He then proceeded to pay 250 dollars to have the ashes returned to him in a private cremation.

If you luv me you'll click them while I'm away at work. Especially the eggs. Pretty please?





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So today, I worked at the clinic from 6:45 till 6:10. Looooong day, but I learned a lot. I got to assist in surgery, draw vaccines, set up fecal exams, help with appointments, and do a ton of other cool stuff.

So tired. I don't think I'll be able to handle both jobs, but I don't wanna leave the store.

BAD DAY JUST BECAME GOOD. The office manager from the vet clinic called me- and they want to sit down on Thursday and discuss a full time schedule with me! They already want to hire me on full time!

omg the pressuuuuure. SO MUCH PRESSURE. I hope I can keep this up. And I hope I don't have to leave Moochie's.

A coworker from the store called me and asked me to cover her eight hour shift tomorrow. It was my only day off in the foreseeable future between my two jobs, but it was an emergency situation and I didn't have the heart to say no.

My mind has been so tired lately. I feel like work never ends.