Arguing with myself and ooh! Shiny!

Well, first off, Happy New Year!! :D  I believe emocezi  did this first, but I wanted to do one too.  So I did.  XD

Kinda silly, but that's what makes it so amusing.

Second off, I have kinda dug myself a hole in regards to school.  I failed two classes, one of which was tennis, and really not all that important in the long run, but the other was a gen ed(the 'basic' classes that all students have to take) that I was retaking, and so now I have more 'F's on my transcript.  So I'm basically backed into a corner now.  I have to get A's and B's this semester, and decide whether or not I can keep going, or if I'm just going to get my GPA up so if I do leave, I can go back at some later point and try again.  I'm really rather conflicted, because part of me really wants to stay, and get my degree, but another part of me doesn't care all that much.

Third off, my dog is a speshul snowflake!  She's got a blocked salivary gland, started basically on Christmas morning, and her throat area started swelling up.  She looked like she had a goiter.  It was really funny looking, but then, it spread, and her lower face, up to her eyes, was swollen.  She started looking like a pit bull, or like she had mumps.  So we took her to the vet, and they tried to aspirate some of it, but it was all diffuse, and so it didn't really work.  But then she started 'raining' as the fluid started leaking out through the needle-holes in her skin.  So she had an ascot to collect the drips for the next 24 hours or so.  But that only solved the problem for a little while.  She started swelling up again, and it started draining down into her chest, but we didn't really notice that much.  Then, a couple days ago, one leg started swelling up, and then the next day, both legs were swollen.  She had cankles!  So we took her back to the vet, who put her on a whole bunch of meds, to try and reduce the swelling and pull some of the liquid out.  But the vets/vet techs were all "poor baby!" and had never seen a dog with a blocked salivary gland with this much swelling.  XD  my dog is a speshul snowflake.

Excuse me while I go dismember a bitch.

Ok, so, rooming situation.

I was expecting to make my big room switch sometime between 2 and 3:30(Friday afternoon) and be sleeping in my new room that night.  Around 2:30, I call the girl I'm switching with to find out where she is.  She's at work, aparently, and thought we were switching on Sunday(to which my brain said "Fuck no, I want most if not all weekend to settle in!").  So then we come up with 10:30 PM.  Kinda late, but still doable.  So me and my future roomie are waiting in the downstairs lobby being amused by the squishy Hallmark Channel Movie and waiting for the other girl, because whichever door she uses will force her to go right past us.  By 9 we're both getting antsy.  We want this move done damnit!  By 10 we're getting frustrated, and I'm starting to mutter threats.  By 10:20 I'm growling and my future roomie is simply resigned, and we've called her twice.  At 11, just as we're heading up to our rooms, she calls back.  Where had she been?  Skiiing.  She was fucking skiing when she told us we would make the switch.  She didn't even give us the courtesy of calling or, hell, even a text would have been enough!  We take the elevator up and I'm ranting and raving and cursing to make my cousin proud(he's a marine).  When we get to our floor the first thing I do is kick my door.  I go into my room and curse for another moment, giving the door a few more good kicks.  Went out and talked to a few of the people on the floor still around, and they suggested we make the switch for her.  I disagreed, went and talked to my RA about it, and finally we decided that we would wait one more night.  The only thing is; I had already stripped my bed.  I have no sheets on the bed.  I convinced the kids I had talked to that, as a girl scout, I'd slept in worse conditions, and I could deal with it for one night.  They agreed, albeit rather reluctantly, and left.  I went and took a near-scalding shower to relax and made my bed a special way.  So right now, I'm sleeping on one blanket, and under two others.  Fun times!

So yeah, I'm ticked.  I am pissed as fucking hell right now.  And this is after I've calmed down a lot.  Because this isn't the first time this other girl has flaked off to do something else.  The bitch fucking told us we could make the damned switch tonight, and she didn't even send us a Goddamn text to tell us her plans had changed!

I wish I had steel toe boots, because then I could just kick her a little and it would hurt like a motherfucker.

Ok.  That is all.