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Monday, 25 June 2007

Gotta shout out to Aunt Margaret!

Happy birthday Aunt Margaret!! How old are you now, 84? Sorry I missed your party yesterday. I just had too much going on to make the trip to Syracuse. I'll be home in July for the Boilermaker and we'll get together then so you have to hang in there until then. (In case you've forgotten, Aunt Marg was recently diagnosed w/ ovarian cancer and after her first chemo treatment decided that was it and to just let things take their course. She had the priest come and read her last rites but that was not months ago...She just keeps hanging on.)

Posted: Jun 25, 2007 23:47

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Goodnight everyone, off to bed for good, for real this time

Cleo! Get in here, time for bed!

Posted: Jun 25, 2007 23:42

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Just to reiterate

Yes I hate being censored, though no one could force me to, I decided to do it anyway. I hope somehow it's appreciated.

I don't want this whole experience to make things weird for me in my running club as I'm a newbie and I have really enjoyed my time with the team so far. No hard feelings I hope.

I have found myself getting really tired all of a sudden and need to go to bed. Guess I'll just wait until tomorrow to eat.

I thought I'd be thrilled to get all my work out of the way today. Too bad I got a bunch more to replace it today in class. Labs and lab reports, exams, and write a grant. Yuck!

I will try to focus on the positive: I'm going to see Morrissey tomorrow night!!!

Posted: Jun 25, 2007 23:01

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My blog is causing controversy again, I've been found.

I feel like I'm back in vet school sharing my juicy details. 4 years of lovely blogging can be found at http://vetschool.heathermartin.net/weblog/, if you've yet to read. Anyway, as I thought might happen if my site was found, the posts I've made about my running club have come back to haunt me. I've spoken on the phone w/ an officer and just now received an email from a teammate both asking me to censor myself in some way. As much as I can't stand to be censored, especially as some blogger chic in Boston, that's been blogging since 2002, and just out to share my life mainly for family and friends, and all those I've somehow helped interested in veterinary medicine, etc. I have decided to cave and do it. I have to admit I did it once before about a year ago when my intern roommate asked me to remove something and it pissed me off then too. Anyway, I don't want to cause trouble, I'm just here reporting my news. This isn't the best day for me to try and write something worthwhile after all that has happened since yesterday so I'll just divert the attention and tell about my crazy 24 hrs.

Last night my friend Jason came to town from Mississippi for a long weekend and to see family and friends. Nathan and I met him to go see the Pops w/ the Cowboy Junkies at Symphony Hall. I haven't seen him since 2004 at the last Sheila Divine show where I came to Boston from Kansas and he came in from Mississippi. So it's been awhile. We all used to work in the same lab. So the concert was great, I think it was my first time at Symphony Hall. I was a bit stressed because I had to give a seminar and CPC today besides do my journal club articles and start my shitty class tonite but since I never see Jason I made the sacrifice. When I met them it was 6:30p and I figured I wouldn't be home that late and I could just stay up and finish it when I got home. Well the show ended and led to a drink at Jason's hotel, he was staying at Jury's and I was curious to check it out since I've walked by many times, and that led to his room where I was in turmoil: my seminar, I need to finish!, or stay anyway and figure I'll get it done somehow. So I stayed and eventually kinda snuck out at 4:30am, he snores and I wanted to try and get a couple hours of sleep before trying to finish up my seminar and all the other stuff. So I went to bed about 5:30 for a couple hours, made it to work to finish my stuff but forgot my connector for computer to projector so had to waste time going home to get it, had to quick write up my JC articles, meet w/ the pathologist to go over my CPC, I screwed up printing out my handouts, sorry!, then I didn't even get to go to JC because a quail was very sick and needed to be euthanized and necropsied and I finished just in time to get to Harvard for my first class, 6-9pm ugh! then a phone call about the whole running club thing and now I'm censoring the whole thing. So to summarize, I haven't eaten anything since last night at the Pops, running on a couple hours sleep, got through my seminar and all though it probably sucked, blah blah blah blah blah

Posted: Jun 25, 2007 22:39

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