Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

sick furr

My orange tabby is still sick.

For the last five weeks. And three trips to the vet for $100/each still haven't figured it out. The cheap tests didn't show anything, the medications aren't helping, so we're upgrading to the more expensive tests.

The maddening part is that he acts fine. He still purring, snuggling, showing up at dinner time (still not eating people food), and still beating up the neurotic fluffball).

So Friday, he's getting an ultrasound. For $350, there had better be some answers.

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clinic duties

My supervisor in research is really retiring. I'm going to miss doing the research.

But doing clinic responsibilities are a good thing to learn in case I need to find a new job. And the clinic hours are more to my morning nature, having to be there either 6:30AM or 7:00AM (depending on the tests on the board).

And it's more interactions with the other staff, the doctors, the nurses, and the patients.

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is it over yet?

I'm in Superbowl overload. Every morning, the paper has a whole section devoted to the Superbowl. All the local radio stations can talk about is the game, the teams, the boost to the economy.

*gah!*

All I see is more traffic on the freeways/major roads in the afternoon when I'm trying to get home. Plus, I see more people who don't know where they're going and pull the three lane change to go from the far right to the left turn lane. More people at the restaurants means it takes longer for my take out food to get ready for pickup. Since I don't have a supermodel body, I don't have to worry about trying to get into the hot nightclubs.

I remember back in 2001, my sister got married in late October. The same weekend of the NASCAR race (and the Diamondbacks were in the World Series). So after doing my maid of honor duties of shuttling various family members from the airport to places to stay, we learned the hard lesson of trying to get them out of town the Monday after the wedding. I started to bring them to the airport with four hours of lead time, and every one of them missed their flights due to long, long, long, LONG lines to check in.

Lucky for me, I don't have to go near the airport anytime soon since I just got back from Seattle a few weeks ago.

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