i've been hesistating to say what's really on my mind because thinking of it--hurts.
Buddy - he can't walk anymore. he has a massive tumor, larger than my hand, on the left side of his abdomen; it's really heavy, he can't even pick himself up; it's so large that he can't move his left leg. so he can't walk right now, only drag himself on the grass. i tried putting him on a skateboard, but he didn't like it and just hopped off. i don't understand; his health just deteriorated in the past 3 weeks.
i have to force feed him because he will not eat or take medicine. my sister and brother just drove up today, out of the blue, to see Buddy. they live 1 1/2 hours away and my sister wakes up at around 6am every morning for class and doesn't come home until around 7-8 because she's a nursing student which is hell in itself. they came and stayed for 30 minutes and left at 10:30pm. there were tears. i need to take him to the vet asap, but the only appointments i can get are while i'm in class and i can't miss class and my parents strongly advise that i don't. my teachers will understand; this is the life of my little brother even if he's not the same species; i have more respect for him than i do most humans. and it takes two people just to lift him because he's become so heavy and i have only one friend here that i could ask to help me take him to the vet, but he's in school too.
Connie, my sister's best friend - saturday night she passed out at a football game; she had a brain aneurysm. this was in columbia. two nites ago they flew her here to charleston. she had surgery yesterday morning where they removed the clot; she's doing better now. it'll take the pathologists a couple of days to figure out what happened. she's only 21. this is a girl we grew up with; she's been my sister's best friend since we were little kids. she has a really cool doctor, though. he was trying to do the moonwalk in the room, but it wasn't really good, so when i go back today, i'll have to show him how it's really done.
hot topic - this is where i had a job interview. they called me yesterday saying that they wanted me to do another interview, this time, an automated phone interview. good deal, right? well, i call, do my stuff, then right after i give them my name and phone number again, i hear a click...they hung up on me--so i thought.
the cord on my phone fell out!
for the interview, they strongly suggested to me to use a phone with a cord and a dialpad in front of you. so i did this with the only phone in the house that fits the suggestions, the oldest phone in the house. i was also told that i'd need a calculator and/or pen and paper in front of me because i was going to do some calculations. that didn't happen since my phone fell out on me.
this is a job that i really want and need; i actually found a place in charleston that i'd enjoy working at. last job i had here was a horrible, "
Office Space"-type computer job.
and another stupid thing i did: i called the manager right after telling him that i did the interview because i was planning to call the phone interview help line right after and tell them what happened..and guess what? the help line was another automated message, so i have to wait for them to call me back, too.
shit happens, i deal/we deal. i believe that there is a beautiful green field at the end of this funny-looking rectum tunnel.
:)
