Monday, June 18, 2007

Dog Blog! Kinda, Sorta.

Beau seems to be ok after his run in an abscess of unknown origin. The doc thinks he’ll be ok, but we’re watching him closely. He spent nearly 3 weeks on Cipro. Now we are going to see if his body will be ok without anti-biotic aid. Also, we are going to try changing his medication to see if we can’t treat his food allergy. It’ll be really expensive. Oh well, it is only money. It wasn’t like I wanted to pay down my student loans quickly or anything.

Tomorrow night (Tuesday, June 19) is my last night working at the pharmacy. It has been fun, frustrating, and educational. I love all the people I work with. There isn’t a single one that I wouldn’t enjoy working with on a daily basis. They have all been very friendly, helpful, and kind. I couldn’t have asked for a better crew to learn from.

The customers, I won’t necessarily miss most of them. There are a few that I have come to enjoy my encounters with, and others whom I’ll not miss at all. Ever.

Then there is simply having to interact with bitchy people who take their aggression out on me. Yeah, won’t miss that at all. I have zero control over the insurance companies. I can’t tell you what you have at home. I have no idea what your doctor intended. And finally, thanks for telling me you don’t want a bag for your purchase until after you see me pull out the bag, put your merchandise inside it, hand the bag to you and smile.

Thanks for that.

I’ll miss it.


I have only 4 classes left. And when I say 4, I mean that I have 4 nights to attend. Then I’m done. It’ll be good, except I’ll have to do the things I have put off for two years.
Like clean out the spare room. Lose the weight I put on from all the stress eating. (That is my story and I’m sticking to it.)

Summer is readily approaching. I’m looking forward to being able to enjoy it somewhat.


The folks will be here at the end of August. That will be nice. It’ll be good to see them. It has been too long.

Now all I really have left is to write my speech for graduation.

Oh boy.