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Sunday
The 14th of March, 2004 at 09:27 PM
So the weekend ends. Not as much was finished which was planned for.
Friday I had to fire somebody. Really my first official fire. If you consider firing richard... then no it wasn't. But richard was good about it. So I consider this my first official one. I forgot to get her keys. I guess thats not good. I will call her tomorrow.
I finished what she hadn't in kennels and helped Becky with dog baths. Everyone was extraordinarly nice to me friday. Jill bought me a white cocoa. Becky bought me a pan pizza. It was just a good way to start friday I guess. I worked from 7 in the morning till 5 at night. Non-stop really. I went to a T-Wolves game at night with my mom, dad and grandpa. We won the game. I wasn't as enthusiastic as I usually am at the game. Guess I had other things on my mind.
There was a cool play. Troy Hudson crossed up his defender three times on the baseline and shot this crazy three and he just drained it. I was absolutely astounded. Probably the coolest display of skill I've seen all winter. It was marvelous. That was the highlight of the game. The highlight of the crowd was a father and his son sitting in front of us. The kid was probably in his teens. YMCA came on and the dad started making the signs. The kid who appeared to get along well with him early begged him to stop but he just didn't and the kid got embarassed. It was hilarious.
My dad and grandpa got lost walking back to the car. My grandpa said they should bring a compass next time. I got home too late to hang out with Chris, his girlfriend Kayla and her son Zack. I was kindof upset as far as this went so the car ride home with the family was kindof awkward.
I worked early saturday morning. The day went quite well except for a nail trim on one dog. Jenn and I managed to get pissed on, crapped on, anal glands shot on us, jabbed by sharp nails, bleed, and half amputate one of the dog's nails. I had to switch shirts before bringing the dog back to its owner. The owner asked if "Scout" was good. I hesitated... and said, "He was as good as he could be..." and just walked away and handed the invoice to a receptionist with the "Nail Trim Difficult" circled more than 20 times.
I took a picture of a snowman on Leyland. It was better and bigger before the snow melted. I apologize for getting it up so late or taking a picture so late for that matter.
I played basketball. Went home. Showered. Justin surprisingly showed up on my driveway with Nikki and Amber. The group was rather hyper. We drove around, primarily in circles. We eventually went back to Justin's to play the newly-wed game. Justin was my wife... Nikki was Amber's husband. Justin and I lost by a 20 point question. Something I should've got right I'm sure. It was interesting tho. Soon afterwards we left. Justin dropped everyone off. I started zoning out before the night was concluded.
Sunday was work early again. Matt and I just leisurely went about our work. It was an ok morning. I went home and worked on the clinic tour. I finished the preloaders. The movie is slow in the works. I think I still need to find a unique sound clip. *sighs*
If any of you made it to the bottom of this post I congratulate you. As a special reward you will be glad to know I made it into vet school. sortof. I found out friday night I was provisionally accepted: provided I passed all my pre-reqs by the end of spring 2004. I have to take my final pre-req in summer. I don't know why they would accept me knowing I wasn't taking it this semester and haven't taken it yet. So I'm going to either call or stop into the admissions office and see if I can pull some strings. I would be disappointed. Out of everyone I've told, I feel like I'm the least enthusiastic about the whole situation; Getting accepted that is.
I made a comment to Justin. I told him my life feels so written out. I knew what I wanted to be such a long time ago. I had a fairly good feeling I was going to get accepted. So I guess I wasn't fretting about it. And when I got accepted it was just like, o well. I told Justin its like another chapter of my life. But there is all these chapters in between that aren't there. Those are the chapters I want. However, I can't write those by myself. Despite Justin's commentary: "John, if you write a book, those chapters will come so much sooner." If I could write the book, those would be the first chapters to go in. *sighs*
Link for leisure:
http://www.kottke.org/98/03/true-love -To Kottke: Sometimes true love is hard to find. And sometimes it plays tricks on you. But you will find it someday and probably already have based on the date of posting... patience brings those closer to you.
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