I am not really writing a post now....this is just a notice that I am going to abstain from blogging for a couple more weeks and a quick run down of why I won't be blogging for awhile. My life is getting hectic and I am not finding the time even get a good whack in (thank you Felix). I have an insanely hard test tomorrow. Physiology. I have 26 pages of single spaced typed notes from the teacher's lectures alone (and 5 chapters of an impossible book to read). It is going to suck.And in less than 2 weeks, I have a presentation to give on lithium and mood stabilizers. Ugh. In addition to that presentation, I have to give a presentation on prescrtiption drugs being OTC (over-the-counter). And I have an oral exam coming up. Fuck.Oh, and I have to do a Journal Club Presentation (take a medical article and review it, rip the authors to shreds for being stupid, etc.). Current music: crunch of a pearCurrent mood: dreading homework
I SUCK AT UPDATING.....sorryI know it’s been awhile. And I apologize to the few loyal readers of this piece of crap. I know I have left you in suspense wondering what I have been up to for the last week or so and if I even care about updating anymore. Well, I do care about updating and below is a quick summary of the stuff that happened and stuff I thought about.
Katie lives about ½ mile from me. I don’t let her walk home alone at night (which would usually be around midnight) if she spends the evening at my place. When I spend the evening at her place, I usually walk over there and walk home. Although I don’t like the idea of her strolling through the streets at night, I feel totally perfect and comfortable doing it myself. There has only been one creepy night for me walking home alone (it was really windy and cold, it just was a weird night- don‘t call me a pansy, bitch- lol). I guess that is the double standard that exists though. Women are supposed to be weak and men are supposed to be the strong protectors, at least in the eyes of men. So anyhow, I just think that it is neat that I can walk around at night and not be afraid of getting killed, mugged, or sexually assaulted (in Idaho, you can’t be raped by a female- they lack the pee-niss). I would be deathly afraid to try this San Bernardino (and I wouldn’t stray too far from my car in Redlands).
So I got a 77% on my last Biological Basis Of Drug Action test. And then the teacher found an error in the test and took points off. Now, normally, when a teacher does that, they would let the people who got the question right (due to her mess-up) to keep the points and reward the people who really had the question right (but got marked wrong) the points that they deserve. But no, this bitch took points off my test. WHAT THE FUCK?!?! You messed up. Give me my points back.
Another gripe about this bitch whore of a teacher- she does not know how to lecture. She gives us 12 or so different drugs during one lecture and the classifications of them. However, on the test, she expects us to know specific actions and characteristics of each drug. Well….that’s just fucking swell. She doesn’t tell us the specific actions, she doesn’t spell the drugs correctly (which makes looking them up difficult since changing a single letter can change it to an entirely different drug), her handwriting is worse than Alex Smith’s, and she just sucks at teaching in general. I don’t know how she got into Idaho State University Pharmacy School as a professor. Bitch.
I did nothing but homework this weekend. Katie went home and I had nothing to do. So I made use of my free time. Ugh.
I have opened up my eBay business to include international buyers. And I have already sent stuff to Canada (aka America Junior), Netherlands (land of porno), and Puerto Rico (even though, technically, it is part of the US). And I swear people are stupid. They bid so much on these CD’s. All I do is have them end during the work week during work hours. I buy CD’s that end at “fucked times” (as Alex puts it) so they have fewer bids on them.
Katie and I celebrated our 2-years-of-being-together day on October 10th. I really can’t believe that it’s been 2 years since I met her. Wow. There have been some bad times, yes, but on the whole, I would have to say that I have been much happier than I was in high school (since I am not dealing with rejection and such). We went out to eat (the first restaurant was closed, but the second was pretty yummy) and then we carved pumpkins. I carved George W. Bush and John Asscrack Kerry into one pumpkin and an eagle into another. Katie carved a couple leaves into a pumpkin. They all looked pretty neat when we were done. If you want the pics and haven’t already received them from me, leave your email address in the comments and I will try to send to you as soon as I can. It was a good day, all in all. Thanks for two great years, cutie bootie. PS- you have a short tongue.
I had to volunteer at the so-called and inaptly titled Pharmacy Fair last week. There are no carnival rides, no fair food, no clowns, no rodeo, no art shows, nothing. Unless the morons trying to recruit you for work can be considered as clowns. Anyhow, I had to set up tablecloths on the interview tables (about 60 or so) and then set up the interview tables to correspond with companies. But there was a problem. The curtains and partitions fell down during the night and we had to take half of them down, eliminating half of the area for interviews. And the dean of the Pharmacy School was PISSED. He was furious at the people who rented out the partitions and stuff. And I got put in charge of that. WTF? Why would you put a random P-1 in charge of that? Do you understand how nervous that made me? I did not want to do that. So anyhow, I transferred half of the interviewing stuff upstairs and finally got it done in time for the “fair without rides” to begin.
My roommate and I went to the “Pharmacy Fair” and looked for jobs. I was limited to companies that had branches in Southern California (such as Rite Aid, Target, K-Mart, and Wal-Mart), but my roommate was able to get information for each place since he lives in Boise. But I did manage to pick up some cool shit. I grabbed about 15 pens and highlighters, a stapler, a thingy of paper clips, a stress relief pill (instead of a ball, it’s in a pill shape), a key chain or two, some notecards, coffee mugs, candy, and some more shit that I can’t think of right now. My roomie grabbed a ruler/calculator in one. So it was a good haul. I felt like I was trick-or-treating, pharmacy style. But I guess that’s the way drug companies and drug retailers operate.
And speaking of pharmacy stuff, Joe Chin’s dad graduated from here at ISU about 25 years ago. I found his picture in the pharmacy building. Haha.
Current music: P.O.D.- self-titled album
Current mood: tired
A Candidate for the Short BusI bought the new CD by Switchfoot (Nothing Is Sound) around the beginning of September and I got it over a week ago. This transaction occurred on eBay, of course. Anyhow, so I own this CD now. Well, per usual, I burned a copy and sold the original on eBay. This guy, poyse2b3, was the winning bidder and paid via Paypal very quickly. So I wrapped up his CD and it is sitting in my front room, ready to be mailed on Monday. I thought everything was cool about the transaction. I get an email this morning from poyse2b3 asking this question:"do you plan on paying for the CD?"Seriously. I am not kidding here. Ummm.....you are the buyer and I am the seller. I do not pay you for shit. And I am not giving you a refund before I even mail your CD. See, in America, you pay for goods and services. I don't refund you and give you the good/service too. Duh.I don't know what exactly this oxygen-sucking bipedal short bus rider was thinking, but wow, was he ever off-kilter. So I wrote him back a real nice email, something like the following:"Sir, I believe that you purchased this CD from me. I was the seller and you were the winning bidder. I will ship it on Monday to you via USPS First Class Mail. Thanks for your business."Maybe he'll get the idea that he is retarded. Maybe not...Current music: Audioslave- self-titled CD (song- "I Am The Highway")Current mood: incredulous