Alright then, here's the scoop...
Wrote my Physiology final which was horrible-got a lousy mark too! Damn badly written MCQ's! The good news is that regardless of my poor exam performance, my GPA was still more than high enough for admission into OT this fall! (Yippee!!)
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You know the song Bad, bad Leroy Brown with the lyrics "meaner than a junkyard dog"?
Well I met one at work with what I would call a dissociative personality disorder. I must confess that I was warned to stay away from the dog, but he was so happy to see us (me and a coworker) that I couldn't help myself. I figured if I were to help feed him this would be a good way to get him used to me (This proved to be one of the dumbest ideas I've ever had).
All was fine and dandy right up until his bowl of food was on the ground in front of him. My guess is he decided that he wanted an appetizer before his main course...and I was conveniently located just a few feet away...
I must say that it is truly a shame that G was not beside me recording for Orphans as I am sure that my scream was worthy of an Oscar (or at least a Tony). But really, I'm sure even the brawniest of guys would scream if a 140lb dog came after them and clamped down on their hand.
Ultimately the dog did some puncture damage but nothing really major. I've had previous run-ins with obnoxious dogs and know to give them the hand/arm that you aren't going to be punching them in the melon with. And after the shit settled at work, the going joke between me and the guys was that the dog misses me because he found me tasty... I told them too bad 'cause I wasn't wearing a 'BITE ME' sign that day...
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House Spouse and I went wheeling for the first time since Sept '04. We went with the association we belong to and had a really good time. We only took Yoda as it was too much work to get both the Toy and Yoda ready in time. The Man '0 the House fixed my Flintstone floorboards, and put the 33" tires on. He also put a real CB antenna on (instead of the crappy magna-mount I usually have which tries to jump off regularly). He even tweaked the carb a bit as well as an oil change and he also washed 2 years of leaves and gunk off of Yoda. For his efforts Yoda performed flawlessly, even on a very long 30% incline which would normally drain the float-bowl causing the truck to stall at a very inopportune time. I may post a pic or two later.
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OT3 Orientation started Tues @ 8:30 am and went until 4 or 4:30 (and yes my brain ached afterward-believe me). There are 99 of us (I think) and the admission GPA was the highest its been in a decade. I'm very thankful that I busted my butt last year! So far I've met some really great people and with no curve to deal with from now on, the collaborative energy of the group has already begun to show. As long as I can keep my head above water, then next 2 years should be very interesting!
I still haven't quite sorted out whether I'm driving or carpooling or taking the commuter bus, and this is really bothering me. It will probably end up being a mish-mash of all three this term anyway.
If anyone knows of a good (read cheap and close to Corbett Hall) place to park- please let me know!
I'm sure my next post will be something like- Holy crap have I got a lot of work to do!
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Congratulations! It's too bad the grade sucked but, as previously discussed, it's not your fault and, as long as you got in, it doesn't matter.
Ah, punching dogs in the melon. I remember the morning after a New Year's Eve party where punching a dog in the face was my first waking action of the new year. I love dogs, but... yeah. Sometimes that's the only form of communication you've got.
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I like dogs too, but not the kind that are very large and very mean...this one was bull mastiff that weighes in around 140lbs. As I said, not one of my most brilliant moves. Laz says I should be able to feed off my terror of the moment for the "scream, moan and grunt session".
A bull mastiff, hey? I can't believe it was pain sensitive enough to notice when you clocked it. From what I've seen of those dogs, you could drop a piano on them from twelve floors up and they'd just shake off the pieces and look at the sky to see if it was raining.
You know - I'm not even sure if I actually clocked him...mind you, he's still a puppy (yes, that's right - he's less than a year old) so maybe his skull hasn't thickened up yet so he isn't completely oblivious to the world. At any rate, I won't get my very own hand chomper anytime soon (read never). I would like to have a lab/retreiver cross again though. The dog we had on my parents acreage rocked. She (Chelsea) was great - except for a klepto-streak she had for our neighbours dogs' food - complete with dish. She amassed quite a collection for a while...everything from stainless steel to heavy pottery bowls, which she carried (full of food) from their place to our back forty. I still laugh when I think about it!
How's Spensaaaah doing? I'll bet he's at least 50% bigger than last time I saw him!
Spenser's doing well and, yes, he's at least 50 percent larger. Most of that is in the legs. He's got a skinny little body on top of four redwood trunks.
He's a good dog and actually not too badly behaved for a puppy, but I think he's going through the puppy equivalent of the terrible twos right now. He's figured out that he doesn't *have* to do something just because I say so and now won't come when I call or sit reliably, which he was doing last week.
I don't even think it's that he doesn't want to come or sit or whatever... he's just drunk on the knowledge that he has personal volition.
So I've been busy trying to make the wrong choices unattractive or unpleasant for him.
I'm looking forward to puppy classes.
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