Christ this has been a shitty week. We did finally get our power back on this past Tuesday morning, just in time for the next batch of snow. There was a second brief power outage Tuesday evening, which made me cry at work when I herd about it, which makes me feel a bit like an idiot, after all the people in Haiti right now are dealing with much worse than 5 day power outages, but what can you do? I think if the power had stayed off I wouldn’t have reacted that way, but the whole getting my hopes up because we had power, and then being disappointed by the power going out again/wondering if it would take another 5 days to fix made me a bit more emotional than I should have been. Luckily, it was only a brief outage, and we had power again by the time I got home. (Plus a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of vodka courtesy of the liquor store by my job)
Well I got the snow I was wishing for but not in time to get class canceled, so no sleeping in for me this morning. Alas. I woke up to discover that the dog we’re watching, who is quite the little bed hogging snuggle monkey, had burrowed so deeply under the covers that she had wrapped herself like a little puppy burrito (head and all). I woke Dave up moving all the covers around searching for the puppies head because I was worried she’d suffocate.
Speaking of dogs, it’s been nice dog sitting Kona because whenever she’s here my dog always gets a little bit jealous and becomes much more snugly. I have absolutely no complaints about this.
I’ve been trying to figure out if my teacher is a chiropractor or a Doctor for the last three weeks, and unfortunately I think he is probably a chiropractor. I’m not sure if this is more or less disappointing than having a teacher for A&P 1 that actually did go to med school (but can’t get a residency) who recommends homeopathy and cranial sacral massage. At least my current teacher doesn’t seem to be insane like my last one, and he has yet to make any random strangely racist comments. Also he looks like John Cho so he definitely has that going for him. Not that this makes anything better but it does make the view a little nicer. 🙂
I think I’m over my weird “kicking things” mood where I kept wanting to kick everything like some kind of kung-fu superstar. Especially tables that have been stacked with glasses so that when I kick the table the glasses fall off and make loud klinking noises. Oh and I also wanted to order a lot of cheap plates and bowls and such from Ebay so I could stand on things and throw them down and smash them like I was in a Greek wedding. I’m not sure where this mood came from but it lasted for 2 weeks and it was not due to anger of any kind. It just seemed like it would be fun to kick things. I really need to start those kick boxing lessons soon…