holy shit i forgot about this thing... amazing what happens while you're busy get reamed up the ass by life...

Where Ya Been?!

Bustin' my butt at work and school, mostly... nothing too terribly interesting, really... I guess I just decided to take a break from the internet for a while... I'm so exhausted by the time I get home that all I really feel like doing is climbing into bed and talking to Josh on the phone... christ I'm only 21!!! lol... oh well... laters!

Hi... Mom... Long time no see

i'm sorry i've not been posting alot lately.... or even a little... here or on the other blog.... got a lot on my mind, lately.... funny how that works, eh? lots on my mind but can't muster up the something to write about it.... work, school, life.... i got a letter in the mail with a familiar name on it.... no return adress.... took me a few minutes to remember where I knew the name from. It was my mother.... I don't remember her, and I've assumed she must be dead for a long time, now. she left when I was three, never to be seen or heard from again. Not even when my father died. i waited 2-3 days before I even opened the letter.... she was writing from a correctional facility...she's doing 2 years on drug charges... 12 step program... I thought, she must be at the step where you have to apologize to the people you've hurt because of your drug addiction.... to sum it up, she wants to meet me, if I'm interested.... to be quite honest, I don't know if I want to. I opened the letter like 2 weeks ago... maybe more... I've sort of been ignoring the subject, since then. I almost wish she hadn't written... I mean, I don't know this person... calling her my mother feels completely alien... I don't even know what she looks like... she abandoned me and my father and has played no part in my life whatsoever.... but there's this part of me... somewhere inside.... that is curious.... who is this person? and there's this part of me that wants to see her, not because I want to know her, but because I want her to see that I made it without her.... i feel bad for thinking that.... I'm thinking of just writing her back... getting some questions answered.... cross the other bridges as they come... seems logical, i guess....

An Old Friend

This post was inspired by RubyBites' post "Old Dogs"...

My dog Copper is a german shepard/chow chow mix, and he's fifteen years old... just a year ago, people would comment on what great shape he was in, for his age. His age has caught up with him quickly, however. He has a heart murmur because of left side heart failure and he has end stage hip displasia, partly due to his breed (both shepards and chows are prone to this) and partly due to old injuries sustained from a run in with a car when he was 2 years old. I've known him since he was a puppy and it's hard to imagine life without him... The fact that I'm a vet tech isn't helping me here... all the medication in the world isn't helping and I know that his days are numbered. All I can do for him now is make him comfortable, cherish the time I have left with him, and I know that when he doesn't want to trot after the squirrels or play with his toys that the time has come. At the clinic I work at, we have one room that is designated for animals that are being put to sleep. The reason being is that this room is also used for animals with contagious diseases and the likelyhood of the owner ever having to be in that room again is very low. We have a plaque on the wall with a poem by Albert Schweitzer called "A Prayer For Animals". The fisrt time I read it, it brought tears to my eyes, and I want to share it with you.

"A Prayer For Animals"

by albert schweitzer

Hear our humble prayer, O God, for our friends the animals, especially for animals who are suffering; for animals that are overworked, underfed and cruelly treated; for all wistful creatures in captivity that beat their wings against bars; for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry; for all that must be put to death. We entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity, and for those who deal with them we ask a heart of compassion and gentle hands and kindly words. Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals, and so to share the blessings of the merciful.

Six Weird Things About Me

Alright, Josh tagged me, so here goes:

1. I have a ridiculous fear of zombies and werewolves... I mean ridiculous...
2. When I was little, I would tell my dad to answer the phone before it had rung, yet.
3. I have a fascination will all things tiny... especially tiny animals...
4. I have been known to narrate for the squirrels (and other animals) in our backyard in a national geographic documentary voice... "watch the wild sciurus niger (fox squirrel) as he stalks the helpless peanut"...
5. I have dreams about fighting with people a few days before something bad happens. The worse the fight, the worse the "something".
6. My aunt had to hide the black olives when I was little because I would (in the process of eating an entire can of them) stick them on my fingers and walk around the house wiggling them at people...

I'm not gonna tag anyone cuz everyone I know here has already been tagged :P

Hello

Despite the fact that this blog was started back in November of '05, I'm just now making my first post(obviously)! I joined blogger around the time that things in my life were decidedly hectic and I completely forgot I even joined... until just now, when my boyfriend "gray lenses for dark days" told me he was starting a blog here... So, I just thought I'd make an introductory post and say hello to everyone! Talk at you later!

Namaste,

Asa