Tuesday, September 19, 2006
MEN love football...
Today, a coworker forwarded this email to me:
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You guys sent me an unsolicited e-mail about the NFL network. Here's my response. YOU should included the NFL network in a BASIC Cable PKG!!! WHo do you think has the money to pay cable bills??? The answer--- SURPRISE is MEN!! WE love football. I hate the sports tiers! B.S.- All of the sports stuff should be in basic cable!!!!!!! Do you get it??? You need to wake up and realize that MEN make the money and want TV and not in no damn sports pkg's. A bunch of BS. As soon as another company comes on line in my area, you guys are history!!! Just like [Company Name Withheld]. NO ESPN 360 on the net, NO ESPNU, NO NFL Network. Always, a bunch of lame excuses. Sick of it in SUmmerville
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It is hard to believe that there are still people like this living in our world.
Monday, September 11, 2006
So sad
I don't think that I can express how saddened I am by the recent deaths of my 2 rats. I honestly don't think I can shake it. I know that you may be thinking, "They are just rats, Cassie...get over it," but they weren't just rats. They were pets, and our pets are treated as members of the family.
How would you feel if a little creature died in your hands? He died within minutes of my taking him out of his cage. His death - the details of which I cannot even put into words yet - was agonizing to watch, but I could not let him die alone, as it seems that he "waited" to die until he was not alone. I realize that you may think that I am overdoing it a bit, but I can't help wonder why he "held on" until I woke up?
I just wish I could shake the image of that little ratty fighting for his life.
Never Forget
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Goodbye my sweet ratties...
I was hoping that the shittyness of Friday would have ended at midnight; unfortunately, that was not the case.
Forty-eight hours ago, I was the proud parent of two new ratties; sometime between 8:30 am and 12:45 pm yesterday (Saturday) my youngest ratty died, and at 7:34 am today, the surviving ratty could fight no more, and he died.
The cause of their death - we believe - was mycoplasmosis, which is an extremely contagious (from rat to rat, not rat to human) respiratory infection that is usually incurable.
Our little babies were doing just fine on Friday night. When we arrived home from work, we got them out and played with them like we usually did, and all seemed well. Even when I woke up Saturday morning, they were both fine. Before I left at 8:30 am, I checked on them and I saw no signs of distress.
By the time that we arrived home at 1:30 pm, our surviving ratty was already showing signs that he was not feeling well. His fur looked like it was kind of puffed up, and he seemed lethargic. At first I thought that he was just sad because his mate had just died; he was just huddled next to the body and didn't seem to want to leave the cage.
Because Kim had just discovered that the little one had died right before coming to pick me up, she let him stay in there, so that we could deal with the situation together. After all of the reading that I did yesterday, I am now glad that she did that so that the surviving ratty could have a chance to grieve and know that his mate was gone.
My heart physically aches as I type this. Throughout the day, the other little boy seemed to be getting worse and worse, and he started wheezing quite heavily. This continued throughout the night. We kept him out of his cage for the duration of the day/night because he was so lethargic that he did not really try to go anywhere, so we just carried him around with us all day in a little blanket bundle (we didn't leave the house).
When I woke up this morning, I heard him moving around in his cage and I immediately went to go see him. I was so glad that he had hung on through the night, and was hopeful that he would make a full recovery. I took him out of his cage with the intention of making another bundle to carry him around with us for the day. As soon as I picked him up, I knew that something was not right. His body temperature was cooler than usual, but not cold; he was still alive. And although he was not "limp," I could definitely tell that he was not "all there."
Over the next 5 minutes, his breathing became more and more labored; he died at 7:34 am. My heart is so broken...
Friday, September 08, 2006
F*cked-up Friday
Today, in my Philosophy class - Contemporary Moral Issues - we discussed Roe v. Wade, and of course I was sitting right next to this 18 year old disaster who staunchly opposes abortion. I also realize that she is the product of her narrow-minded parents and/or church, however, her ignorance was absolutely unbearable and I just had to state my position.
Unfortunately by doing so, I ended up sharing with the entire class that I was raped when I was 20 years old, which resulted in a pregnancy that was subsequently terminated. By the end of my diatribe, I was obviously shaken, and quietly tearful. Hopefully, she will realize that not every aborts a child for "convenience."
I wish that I could say that my day started to get better, but unfortunately, it did not. After leaving the computer lab, I stepped on a spot where someone had spilled some water and due to the color of the floor (that white-speckled shiny tile-looking stuff), I may as well have stepped on ice...down I went. I somehow twisted my left foot because it is sore, and landed on my left knee, and while attempting to gain my footing, slipped even more and ended up on both knees, and almost fell backwards on my back (with my knees still bent), and a 25lb book bag on my back. Needless to say, I was very upset and crying. I almost could not walk for several minutes.
As I stood next to the wall trying to compose myself, I heard a male voice from behind that said, "Excuse me...are you alright?" which only encouraged more tears. After a short exchange, he said, "My name is Cameron," and I said, "My name is Cassie." Then, he said, "Can I pray for you?" I replied with, "Um...no thank you." After that, we parted ways. For a brief moment, I chuckled inside, but as soon as I hit the bathroom doors, the tears fully flowed for at least 5 minutes. Then, I walked the 5 blocks to class [in pain].
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Close Quarters
Today must be "National Crazy E-mail Day" or something. The first crazy email I received was forwarded to me from a friend who works for a division of my company in Denver, Colorado. It said:
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Everyone,
We are in very close quarters here on the first floor, ventilation is not the best, so please be aware of our neighbors and their proximity. We have had a few complaints of individuals expelling gas. Please, if you are having issues go to the restroom or somewhere off the floor since this can be disruptive to others. We understand that this is a natural bodily function, but please be mindful of your co-workers.
Thanks.
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The second email I received was from a customer. It too, was equally hilarious:
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I NO LONGER HAVE SERVICE with [Company name removed]. Just how stupid are you people? If you keep harassing me with bills for $0.00 for service I had cut off last July, I will have no choice but to complain to the Better Business Bureau. Just ask [name removed]. He is well familiar with the stupid bullshit I have had to put up with from you incompetent morons.
There is absolutely no reason on the face of the planet that my account with you should be open and that you should still be generating bill notifications to my e-mail.
I can't say I'm surprised that you people are complete screw-ups to the bitter end and beyond.
FYI, the service I have now is about five million times better than anything you ever managed, and the [Company name removed] clocks out about twice as fast as what I put up with from you, when it actually worked.
bite me and bite my cat's butt,
W. A.
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Just thought I'd share...
Monday, September 04, 2006
Farewell Crocodile Hunter...
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Chill Town
Well, it has been almost 5 years since Ben & Matty died, but we finally have 2 more little ratties. Meet Will & Boogie (collectively, "Chill Town"):
The white one, "Natalie," belongs to my friend, Neal.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Yay...!
So, I talked to school and they are letting me defer the $714 (I had made a $20 error) into three payments of $238; I only had to pay a $50 setup fee. Each payment will be due on the 15th of the month, in September, October, and December.
And, my father did reply to my email. Although, he can't do anything now, he told me that provided I give him the receipts, he will pay me the $714 on December 15. It's a few months off, but I'm cool with that.
I guess I should head to bed since classes start tomorrow morning.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Tuition
I am seriously stressing about school starting. Don't get me wrong, I am definitely ready for it to start, but I'm about $734 short for my tuition. And, although USC has already been paid $3,770.00 (student loans), they will drop all of my classes if they don't receive the $734 by 5pm Friday (8/25). I wrote my dad a letter (asking for help); I wonder if he'll even reply?
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Rambutan
I saw this at the grocery store this morning and thought to myself "Now that would make an interesting shot," and immediately uttered a "Yay" because I brought my bag in with me, which had my camera in it.
I love technology...
