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I drank two bottles of wine tonight and watched the NHL All-Star Draft. It was amazing. That is all.

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I'm currently on my externship at a podiatrist office doing physical therapy. I'm so glad I was placed there. Physical therapy was something I was thinking about, and now I'm sure that it's what I want to do.

It helps that the people I work with are pretty much hilarious all the time. I find myself laughing about 90% of the day. One of the therapists is snarky as hell.

I never thought I'd enjoy touching feet all day. I don't know that I'd specifically look for a job at a podiatrist office, but definitely in the therapy field.

I've spent the last week at my mom's house dog sitting while my mom and stepdad are in Vegas. They return tonight - I have to pick them up at Midway at 9pm.

Work has been on and off awful the past few shifts I've been there. Last week we had to euthanize 25 kittens from a rescue. They we FIP positive and full of ringworm. It was a heartbreaking solid hour of death. This is why I need a change of scenery.

It's exciting to know that in a few months I'll be able to look for a new job. I can only hope to land one with benefits and good pay. Being on the human side of the medical field, I should have much better luck with that.

Now it's time to curl up on the couch with a dog or two and watch the NCIS marathon on USA.

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My mom called this afternoon to see if I could come stay with the dogs tonight while she and my stepdad drove up to Wisconsin to stay at a casino in the Dells. My stepdad is a truck driver and had a load to take up there this afternoon, so they figured they'd just make a night of it.
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I'm not really sure why this turned into a history of my past and present pets. Originally I was just going to wax poetic about the joys of having an animal in your life. I'm still seriously in want of a dog, but for now I live vicariously through my mother and claim Dusty and Duke as my own. There is nothing quite like a sleepy dog cuddling up to you looking for pets. I find it a vital part of my mental well-being, the unconditional love of a pet. A parent, sibling, or child will judge you for things you say or do, but a pet does not have that ability.

Except for cats, but they only judge you because you're a far inferior creature, and as long as you keep the food and water coming and the little box cleaned out, they'll keep you around. Because they don't have opposable thumbs and can't drive to the store. Besides, it's nice to have someone who will do these things for you, so you can be lazy and nap 22 hours a day.

The real point of this entry: I want to believe in reincarnation just so I can come back as a spoiled house cat.
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I have less than two weeks left of class. I am so ready for this to be over. I have done an amazing job of keeping out of the drama in that classroom these past few months, I just have to make it through 7 more days in class. Of course, I won't be going anywhere if I don't finish the chapters from the book, the coding, and transcription. Damn.

On Friday night I went downtown to see Paranormal Activity. Spoilers under hereCollapse )

At one point a guy a few rows ahead of us broke the tense silence of the theater with "Oh, hell no. It's time to dump that bitch." Later on, at another point when the entire audience was silent and on the edge of their seat, someone must have thought it would be funny to grab the person next to them, because a girl shrieked, "HOLY SHIT! What the hell is wrong with you?! You're walking home, asshole."

I have read about alternate endings, and while I would be interested in seeing them on the DVD, the ending I saw worked very well. If you're going to see this movie, I recommend going unspoiled. Not knowing what's coming really fucks with your head and makes the movie stick with you.

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Life needs to slow the hell down and give me a little bit of a break. I have 3 weeks left of class before I go on my externship. I'm kind of freaked out about it, but the excitement of a well paying job with benefits seems to be overshadowing any major anxiety. Definitely a plus.

I've been addicted to Etsy lately. Haven't made any purchases yet, but there is one thing being held for me until I get paid. It's a Christmas gift, but I don't think I'll be able to wait until Christmas to send it to the recipient. I hope she likes it, she's been so amazing to me in the past and I wanted to do something nice for her. She's come out to visit me twice, paying for me to go to a concert with her both times, which was beyond awesome of her. I kind of adore her a lot, and the world seems to enjoy shitting on her pretty regularly.

I hope it's something she can hold onto when life kind of sucks, and remember that it's not always so bad. Sometimes you can walk around Chicago at one in the morning and just be happy.

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It's reminder time at work, which means all morning I've been writing out reminder cards for October. My hand has started cramping, so it's time to take a break.

My coworker just had a conversation with a cricket. I'm not sure if it was about the weather or maybe the cricket's thoughts on the hype surrounding the newest Rockband game, but whatever the subject, I'm mainly afraid he may have just inhaled a little too much isoflourine during surgeries this morning. The coworker, not the cricket.

We learned CPR last night in class and have a test on it today. There was a DVD the instructor played with horrendously bad acting in it. I'd like to know where they find these people who either over act or have the whole young Ryan Ross monotone thing going on. It's always one extreme or the other.

I admit that I watched the premiere of Melrose Place last night and that I will continue to watch it weekly because I am as much a sucker for that apartment complex today as I was the first time around.

Lately the Apple webstore has been my pornography and the Macbook Pro my favorite pin-up. Or perhaps it is the object of my stalker-like obsession. One day, my sweet, we will be together.

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Today is a very slow day at work. Again. So I'm getting some of my homework out of the way while constantly refreshing Twitter and Facebook.

Every module we have a list of drugs to look up that pertain to whatever we're studying at the moment. We have to list out the generic name, indications, contradictions, general adult dosage, and side effects. It's a fairly boring assignment most of the time, but occasionally we randomly get an interesting drug. Last mod it was cocaine. This mod I don't see anything I would really classify as interesting, but I'll hold off on passing judgment until I've finished. Sometimes there's a surprising side effect.

I am super jealous of every single person that will get to attend the SModcast Art show at Gallery 1988 next month. For one, because obviously Kevin Smith and Scott Mosier will be there, but also because that is Jensen Karp's(also of Clandestine Industries) gallery and I have a big blogger crush on that man. I have @replied to Kevin Smith twice so far suggesting Jensen as a guest on SModcast, because that would automatically be my favorite episode ever.

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Jason Tate of AbsolutePunk.Net and Scott Heisel of Alternative Press were having a little disagreement today about a review that Heisel wrote on Brand New's latest album. It's was ridiculous to begin with, I wasn't taking sides one way or another because I don't care about anything Brand New does. And then Tate let his douche flag fly when I mentioned Tate and Heisel in a tweet:

@esien: I'm almost scared to be following both @scottheisel & @jason_tate. their icons might start to fight. which icon would win?

@jason_tate: @esien dude has like 300 pounds on me. no wonder he keeps calling me "kid"

@esien: @jason_tate That's where you lose a follower. Do you really have no other ammunition than a weight joke? Lame.

@jason_tate: @esien i am fine with all my fat followers leaving. gotta trim that excess somehow.

@esien: @jason_tate No one in your life that's overweight? No friends or family members that might be hurt by such a comment if it ...
@esien: @jason_tate ... were aimed at them? How lovely for you to be surrounded by the thin.

@jason_tate: @esien nope. and if there were, i hope they do something about it. why can we yell at smokers but not overeaters?


Really? I almost replied with, "brb off to gorge on food and cigarettes." Instead I closed the window and walked away from the computer.

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I have absolutely no drive today. There are so many things I should be doing right now, and I'm putting them off. It's all too much of a hassle, too much of a possibility that some sort of anxiety is going to make an appearance.

I have these responsibilities that I need to take care of and I can't bring myself to do it. There's no chance of rejection, disappointment, or embarrassment if I don't leave the house.

On the other hand, if I don't leave the house I'm going to run out of caffeine and cigarettes fairly quickly.

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So Gerard Way started following Kevin Smith on Twitter. And he felt the need to tweet this: "@ThatKevinSmith holla...big fan and felt like following you..." to which Kev replied: "If this is you, peep: http://tinyurl.com/den9gs Best use of your song ever."

Such a simple exchange, but it makes me laugh. OF COURSE Kev relates it back to hockey. So hilarious. I love that things like this happen in the public domain so I am able to see it happen and fangirl about it.

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