so. i think i'm cursed.
the other day, my favorite cat either got hit by a car, or got in a really bad fight. i think he's going to be ok, but it was touch and go there for a bit. this is the day after the food poisoning.
this summer has been a huge fucking disaster. not only on a me scale, but on an everything in general scale. (ha. i'm so articulate) it seems like this anyway.
so. i need to do something to turn it around. i think i've talked about this before. it still hasn't happened, and i have no idea what i'm going to do. man.
i'm really glad i don't have work today. this last week at work has been comletely fucking insane. i can't remember the last time it was this bad. i think the worst day was wednesday. we had this goat (biggest fucking goat i've ever seen in my life, by the way) come in for an emergency surgery, and when i arrived, it was to find blood on the walls, and just about everywhere else. blood, tons of matted (shaved off) fur, wads of flesh and gauze and other matter, etc, etc. oh yeah, and goat piss and shit everywhere. and i have the wonderful job of cleaning up everything.
we also had two animals that were euthanized that night, and usually i can sort of handle it, but that night i didn't. i cried all the way home. i felt so bad for the lady who had to put her cat to sleep. she was sobbing, but the poor guy really did need to go. he was about as old as me, and he was bleeding from his mouth and rear. it was so, so sad.
poor kitty.
and all of this was just on thursday. every day besides that was similar. i didn't leave before 7 each night ( an hour late).
fuck coke. fuck meth. that's all i have to say about that for now.
the other day, my favorite cat either got hit by a car, or got in a really bad fight. i think he's going to be ok, but it was touch and go there for a bit. this is the day after the food poisoning.
this summer has been a huge fucking disaster. not only on a me scale, but on an everything in general scale. (ha. i'm so articulate) it seems like this anyway.
so. i need to do something to turn it around. i think i've talked about this before. it still hasn't happened, and i have no idea what i'm going to do. man.
i'm really glad i don't have work today. this last week at work has been comletely fucking insane. i can't remember the last time it was this bad. i think the worst day was wednesday. we had this goat (biggest fucking goat i've ever seen in my life, by the way) come in for an emergency surgery, and when i arrived, it was to find blood on the walls, and just about everywhere else. blood, tons of matted (shaved off) fur, wads of flesh and gauze and other matter, etc, etc. oh yeah, and goat piss and shit everywhere. and i have the wonderful job of cleaning up everything.
we also had two animals that were euthanized that night, and usually i can sort of handle it, but that night i didn't. i cried all the way home. i felt so bad for the lady who had to put her cat to sleep. she was sobbing, but the poor guy really did need to go. he was about as old as me, and he was bleeding from his mouth and rear. it was so, so sad.
poor kitty.
and all of this was just on thursday. every day besides that was similar. i didn't leave before 7 each night ( an hour late).
fuck coke. fuck meth. that's all i have to say about that for now.