Oh My Aching ...Something

So yet another A in another class. All hail 4.0 students that are poor. I did a triathalon free pre-massage for 6 hrs. It was great! I actually retained some of my Anat and Phys classes.woot! I worked IT bands, Glutes, Perifomis, gastrocs, soleus (soleii?), etc. I couldn't accept the tips they were giving me, so I gave them to the teacher (who was there) to go to the school. I forgot that i can only accept money for my studies that go directly to my tuition. duh. That was big bucks i made for the school that day too. Ah well, i had a great time, and learned alot. For instance, guys that shave their legs are easier to massage. All that fur gives hair burn if you dont use like a ton of oil or lotion (which we were doing dry with their clothes on) and can really make them slip off the table...just kidding. And everyone was sooooo happy to get a free massage! They were lined up all day! woot!They were sooo easy to massage too.
I felt really bad because during the massages (i got to talk to people from 49 states!), I joked with them by telling them the weatherman was always wrong here. I told them that if they didnt like the weather it could change in five minutes and usually did. It was 90's that day; the day of the triathalon, it rained and was like 70 for a high ( like i joked it would) and they got rained out! They came all that way too! Murphy got them. People should know better than to hang out with me. It rubs off.

Tomorrow i get to give free chair massage to social workers in a high crime area hospital. They see alot of shooting victims there. Thats not good, but the massage is. I have to find an alt route because Murphy had dictated that 5 of the 8 bridges that go across the river ( and to where i am going) are under construction at the same time and therefore closed. Compiled with the gas gouging, Murphy is having a heyday. gas has jumped 30+ cents in less than three days, and is expected to jump that much more to go way over 3.00 a gal. (chokes). I will have to make sure i have my uniform on so i dont get mistaken as a loose psych ward patient. Murphy would love that.

and to top off my wonderful month of august. I got a TICKET on AN EXIT RAMP!!! somehow even though you are slowing down, if it isnt quickly enough, they ticket you here. My first ticket! oh the joy! Its right up there with my first case of food poisoning. My precious.

You may send donations and psych ward straight jackets ( and pepsi). I know my classmates would love to tie me up and leave me somewhere, just to see what happens.

I'll let you know when i Houdini out of the jacket how things go. Maybe I can get Murphy in one...

inflammation

So i started school in May. Honor roll student (above 3.5... somewhere) *bows* *yawns*. I just started my anat. & phys II class. same instructor as I.*evil laugh* He looks like the child molester that i worked for a few years back. *shudders*, but thankfully is nothing like THAT man. I still get random urges to beat the heck out of him, due to his looks.

anyway... two classes ago, i had him. I led the class in a free for all "lets test boundaries" spree. we hid "bob" the skeleton, made fun of him, cracked jokes, arrived half hour late for 10 min breaks, veered wayyyy off subject, told corny jokes.Got good grades. And he liked us. scary. Kenny...the lone male in a class of 12 massage therapy students, came up with mooo-fossa (fossa is the boney stuff, and well..mufasa from lion king stuck...anatomy humor..go figure.)... we used that during tests at random intervals. childish i know.

today during our first day of APII, the teacher, ignoring me as usual cause i either smart back, answer correcly (while napping..its how i learn.. go figure) or tell jokes and narrate the class like Stadler and Waldorf (great muppets of their time!) asks the class about the skin (iguementary system. i spell horribly. deal.) and

"what are signs of inflammation?"

"red!" says one girl

"hot!" yells Kenny

"chili peppers!" i add...but apparently not as quiet as i thought... the girl next to me about falls out of her chair laughing. two kids across the room (of 17 students) hear and snickers also.

the teacher looks at me

I smile and bat my eyes

he pauses, cocks his head to the side, bats back, then ignores me agian.

whew. saved by my cute little self.

meanwhile, the new students are wondering what the heck just happened. I tell my deskmate that we have 5 more hours of this today(we were half an hour into the day). She busts out laughing again.

we only had 4 books for 17 people to share, as books werent ordered. (gee they are so WITH IT!) so she and i stuck random paper pieces with weird notes on them in the other person's book.

sadly, that distraction helps me learn, as i remember more, but it seems to have the opposite effect on everyone else.

sucks to be them.

i played some inflammation on the drive home.

of mice and moles

The uppity neighbor next door to dad is mellowing out. I caught Samauri and Ninja over there whilst parking in dads driveway. She was out. I thought for sure i was going to hear a half hour of "your dads cats sit on the porch and hiss at my cats inside my house".

"sorry! Sam, get your butt over here! You know that is NOT your yard"

"oh he's ok "

i blink. "if you find any presents on your front porch, sorry. They like to catch moles and things. I know some people dont like to wake up to that"

"oh, but thats a good thing for the lawn"

who took her body and replaced her??? blink. " uhh...yah, i can see that.. just wanted to warn you. Nin, get your furry black butt over here!"

he swishes down the driveway, onto the sidewalk, and onto the other driveway. i swear he was a human once. Sam is looking up at me "mew merow mew emew meow?" and stands on his back legs.

"ok sam, you were good, i saw the two moles." i pet him, then ninja wants pets.

the uppity neighbor looks at me like im some sort of witch. heh..."ill freak her out", i think..

"come on guys, go on up to the door and ill be up after i get my stuff from the car"

"mereowierr merow" says sam, and they trot off with bushy tails in the air to the door.

Neighbor backs into house.

poor neighbor, she has dumb cats..

Next morning, i get the pleasure of being the first to see the one-winged (one was tasted) creature they gifted the house with. A bat. Not a starling, sparrow , cardinal, or bunnies this time. a bat. must not have been too tasty. glad they have their shots.

we are still wondering how they CAUGHT the bat.

Screamer june 29

Well... I did it again. There is now a little furball the size of my hand. My hands are not big. He is the only surviver of 7 kittens. Siamese, flame point. Slightly crossed eyes... i have a thing for those. I got him out of that evil house where the two kids had already cut his whiskers. He is supposed to be 6 wks, but looks like a runty 4. distended belly, barely walks, scared. dirty.

Kitten massages, replacement milk and kitten moist food, along with kitty vitamins. lots of pets, love and a temporary cage for the little houdini. I had to put him in dads garage (no cars in there or anything, and all dad said was "dear god how do you sleep??!!"

"what?"

"That cat!"

"i left him for 6 hrs, didnt you feed him???!!!" im gettin mad now

"the *(^^% thing was screaming all night!"

"oh that. thats nothing. He calms down when you hold him all the time"

" i am not his mother! he needs to grow up!"

"hes a cat, not a kid. I put him on my shoulder while i am walking around. Great neck warmer and the purrs are like a massage"

"beck...you need help. you have no life"

yeah...

*fairywand* its now aug 1

kitten has almost tripled in weight, doubled in size, and color points are starting to fill in. got some ear mites still. but we are working on that. he no longer is scared of people, runs like a banshee, and loves pets and walks on my shoulder.

he has a fozzy bear stuffed animal that is hooked to a rope for him to "sic" and swing on. fozzy is losing the fight.

screamer is a very happy kitty now. still have to keep him from jelly.

hes gonna be a little lion.