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Spring break

March 21, 2010

Spring break was exhausting.

The week was strewn with awkward middle-of-the-day appointments and my entire salary went to the vet.

I come home from work on Saturday night to find my apartment covered in scat and blood.

Apparently stress caused the Rottweiler to have a bacterial imbalance, and erm, yeah. Blood. Everywhere. It was disgusting.

I was on the phone with Madre Jansen while scrubbing the blood from the floor:
Me: “Ugh.”
Madre Jansen: “What’s wrong grasshopper?”
Me: “I’m scrubbing blood from the floor. The Rottweiler is having issues again. I’m going to vet.”
Madre Jansen: “This is getting expensive. Maybe you should give the dog back to the humane society.”
Me: “Ugh. We’ll see. I still want to make her into a handbag.”
Madre Jansen: “Maybe she’s on her period and – excuse my language – just a sloppy bitch.”
I laughed so hard that I almost dropped my phone in the blood.
Mom cursing = hilarity every time.

It was my third vet trip within a week. Harley did a good impression of my face when I saw the bill:

2L Spring Summaries

BWE 7: Minesweeper and busyness

March 8, 2010

I have not watched the Oscars since middle school. The show is excruciatingly boring, has no fun musical performances, and there are only 3 or 4 awards anyone cares about.

Although I suspected the Oscars would be a snoozefest, I joined the boyfriend at Jeff’s house to watch the Oscars anyway.

Nothing has changed. We are halfway through the Oscars and everyone is bored and bitchy. Vera Farmiga’s cupcake dress is almost as awful as the unflattering shots of Gabourey Sidibe. There is a random interpretive dance segment, and ample shots of the face-lifts in the audience.

The awards show was awful, but the real purpose of the evening was for me to meet the freshly-minted-boyfriend‘s friends.

“Meeting the friends” is like playing minesweeper. If I give too many beauty pageant answers then the friends will think I’m boring, fake, or stupid. What I am left with is the countless ways to accidentally offend people.

One of the friends asks us how Macbeth was. We saw Macbeth on Friday, I was underwhelmed, so I say “skip it” before learning that the friend is the promoter for the theater.

Woops…. It was lovely, I swear… the pinnacle of theater…

Ugh.

Fail.

Aside from Oscars dullness and minesweeper fail, I blitzed through the rest of the week. I think I’m busy. My week felt like it was already over on Monday.

Monday morning starts with international tax at 8:30am. I spend the next three days studying, getting flat tires fixed, and being dragged throughout the city by the dogs.

There is also Trivia on Tuesday evening with Carson:

Judd came to Trivia and we lost, but we didn’t really care.

I get up early on Wednesday to finish studying, show up for class, and then skip to work for the evening.

On Thursday and Friday mornings I’m in my car by 7:30am to observe bail hearings in Anoka.

Anoka is a town 26 miles north of my house. After the bail hearings and hanging around at the public defender’s office, I commute back down, let the dogs out, and then head 16 miles south to Eagan and work for the rest of the evening.

Friday night is usually date night with the boyfriend, and I work for the bulk of Saturday.

Then on Sunday I hope I’m not too exhausted to finish my tax reading for Monday morning…where the cycle continues again…

… this was supposed to be my light semester…but at least I’m not bored?