Tuesday, October 06, 2009

tidbit blog

Janet and I are going to the SPCA's orientation tonight to become volunteers. I need to get animal handling experience for when i interview as an officer. We'll probaby learn about animal neglect and, ironically, I couldn't get up early enough to take Kody for a walk.

On my way to work, I saw Chad sitting on a bench under the freeway. It's so weird; he's a celebrity here in sacramento and he's a crack addict. For a moment, i wanted to turn my car around, pick him up, hang out and talk about how life has so "wronged" us. But I was too afraid he'd get me hooked on crack. And I really had to get to work.

Walking on my WAY to work, i always pass by the huge concrete cigarette butt ashtray. what pisses me off is all the cigarette butts around the damn ashtray! That takes some incredible complacent disregard to stamp out your butt right next to that. RUDE!

Friday I have to get a crown replaced. My tooth cleaner gets mad at me because I never tell her about any issues i'm having...if i do, i know they'll need to drill at some point. So I wait until they find it during my 6 month visits. Now i've waited too long becuase it is KILLING me! i have to chew only on my right side and i might even have to resort to soft foods til then....Janet better re-supply my xanax...i'm gonna need it.

i lost my red hawk sweatshirt and it now has sentimental value since Janice bought the exact same one during our casino visit. : (

3 Comments:

Anonymous Robin said...

I saw Chad last year on Intervention! Oh, he had life by the tail but one of those guys that just to cocky for his own good. I didn't know he was back on the streets. He has a good family that love him but he is an addict. He looked great when he got cleaned up....sad. He is a good talker and personable and the kind of guy that would take your last $20...don't try and be friends with him.

12:14 PM  
Blogger Tanya Kristine said...

yes he is very cocky. and a big baby. but i had a funny feeling he'd go back to his old ways since his biking days weren't as gloriuos as they once were.

AND i foudn my sweatshirt. at tallac! hahahah.....

6:04 PM  
Anonymous Robin said...

How the hell did you lose a sweatshirt? Yes, I know you are kidding;)

1:30 AM  

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