Dear Diary/Journal/Bob 3.0

[Young Val]

Oh, Nomi. I'm so sorry.

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[LilBee91]

I'm sorry, Nomi. *big hugs*

[Mich]

That's so horrible, Nomi. *hugs all around*

[Petra456]

*huge Nomi*

She was so lucky to have come to you.

[starlooker]

*hugs*

I'm really, really sorry.

[Luet]

Thanks everyone. I was by myself when it happened but Mark is home now, so I'm a bit better.

[Rei]

*hugs*

[Eaquae Legit]

*hugs for Nomi*

[starlooker]

My friend's little boy with cancer had successful surgery to remove the tumor from his liver. He had four rounds of chemo before the surgery. They got the report from pathology today. Apparently - miraculously, basically - the tumor was completely dead.

I am so thankful. What a wonderful week! Her little boy is healed, and my boy about to be born. How perfect.

[elfprince13]

Well, Babe just died. While I was holding her. But she twitched for like 30 minutes so it was horrible.

I remember when my dog had a seizure, and was yelping (in that pitiful way) and twitching for a good 20 minutes, the night before she died. It was one of the most helpless-feeling moments of my life, I'm sorry you had to experience that

[Gravity Defier]

Bob,

Sometimes your past sneaks up on you in the strangest ways and it's terrifying and unpleasant.

But I had a delicious muffin, so all is well that ends well.

[Eaquae Legit]

Baby's asleep, I've showered, I've prepped the first part of dinner... what do I DO with myself? I've kind of forgotten. Dishes are done, holding off folding the laundry deliberately, blogs read, facebook boring... I even checked my work email to see if I could get the jump on my class prep for Tuesday (no). I think I might be ready to start trying to get Nom and myself into a routine, get back to this thesis business. I can see it working: wake up with her, putter and do housework once we've both eaten, work on thesis while she naps, have lunch together, and then hopefully (AHAhahahaha...) we can maybe get into playing in the office room while I work, or going out to work at the department. It would be nice, anyway.

I wish I could paint my toenails, but I jammed my toe last week and mangled the nail some and would rather let that grow out. I'm not squeamish about feet - as long as there's nothing weird about the toenails. Ergh.

[LilBee91]

You know, Bob, I don't think there is a lonelier feeling in the world than realizing that you have no one to confide in and no one confides in you.

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[Gravity Defier]

*hugs* I can help you remedy at least part of that, if you ever want. I kind of suck sometimes at responses but I always listen.

[Petra456]

Bob,

Will got a job! I know it's not anything near what he would want to be doing, but it's a JOB! I'm so happy I could cry!

: )

Fred!

[Eaquae Legit]

Yay! Tell him congrats!

[steph]

Yay!! Tell him congrats from me!! (And tell him that I miss him!)

[Gravity Defier]

Congrats to you both. :)

[Petra456]

Thanks guys, i'll pass it along : )

[thoughtreader]

Bob,
So it is a little strange to me that my friends a reproducing responsible. As in being married and having planned/semi planned pregnancies as compared to the friend who got accidentally knocked up in college.
I mentioned this to a friend, and they agree and mention that they thought they were ahead of the curve getting a divorce.

WHEN DID I GET OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE FRIENDS MY AGE GETTING DIVORCED???

Still kinda in shock,

Teresa

[LilBee91]

My roommate who got married in August is getting divorced. I had no idea I was old enough for that either.

[neo-dragon]

A number of people I went to school with are married/engaged, but I'm still awaiting the first divorce. I'm actually quite curious as to who it'll be.

[Claire]

Hey Bob and PWEB,

Sorry I've been absent, my internet access has been unreliable, and incredibly slow (especially PWEB, not sure why.) I'm back in Beijing and US bound tomorrow. CRAZY. Its been a whirlwind month. I got to 10 cities, 6 provinces (+ HK), hundreds of pictures and many many new friends. Excited and sad to be going back home!

Love,

Claire

[Young Val]

Dear Bob,

My sister can be so thoughtless and cruel it takes my breath away sometimes. I had hoped it would get better as she got older, but sometimes I just think it's getting worse. And now she feels justified in doing it. She believes that she's being strong and assertive and standing up for herself.

When really, she's being self-important and bitchy and icily judgmental.

I love her so much, but it's almost impossible for me to connect with her.

She is the most vocal negative force in my wedding planning (and possibly my life?) and I don't know how to make her stop.

[Young Val]

Double post.


Well, Bob,

I just got a heart-felt apology from my sister. It's not the apology I think I deserve, and it has its caveats the way everything from her does. But it's the most sincere apology she could give, and that means a lot. So I accepted it.

God, I am so exhausted.

[Luet]

Bob,

I am doing very not good. I was already doing fairly badly before the trip and now it's even worse. I really need new/more meds but my appt isn't for three weeks. I don't want to go anywhere or do anything. I'm on the verge of tears constantly. I am invited to a "girl's night out" tonight and I really don't want to go. I probably will but it's going to be so hard to try to act normal. Oh, and I gained two pounds in CA and I'm obsessing over that too. Seriously, what is wrong with me?

[Young Val]

:::hugs Nomi::::

[Gravity Defier]

*hugs to Nomi and Kelly*


I was wondering why you were so quiet, Nomi. I thought you were still in CA, otherwise I would have asked if everything was alright...though I should have asked anyway.

[Eaquae Legit]

*more hugs for Nomi and Kelly*

[powerfulcheese04]

Dear Bob,

So, I have had a job lined up with Banfield in Charlotte since January.

Apparently, their revenue from last year did not meet their predictions, so they're sort of at a scramble for where to actually put me. The place they were going to put me didn't end up making enough business for a second doctor there. So, I'm going to interview at the Charter hospitals while I'm there.

(Backstory: Banfield is a corporate veterinary practice. There are "practice owned" hospitals that are owned and managed by the corporation. There are also "charter hospitals" that recieve most of the same support but have more freedom because they are owned by individual doctors.)

According to everything Mr Cobb says, the charter practices would be a great place for me... probably even a better fit than the practice owned hospitals. They have more control over their formulary, so I could probably more easily order the flea/heartworm meds my dog gets (all the oral products make him hurl, so he gets a combo topical, which Banfield doesn't carry.) They have digital rads and ultrasound. The older of their two locations is moving to a brand new location (across from IKEA!) in a year. They support new grads well. Their doctors outperform the national average by about double. They see 900 pets per week between the two locations (owned by the same doctor.)

But, man... I am just so over interviewing!


(Regardless of if I end up at this Charter hospital, I still have a job. I would probably just end up with a bizarre schedule split between multiple hospitals, which is less than ideal for building relationships with clients, pets, hospital staff, etc.)

[buckshot]

Bob' I'm so so bored to death! Cabin fever? I got it! I want to go somewhere I've even offered to take Julie with me to some kinda romantic sorta place but I don't dare plan a suprise trip because there will be some crazy reason we just cant.

[powerfulcheese04]

Dear Bob,

I do not want to go to school. Please?

I'm on Large Animal ER.

My shift all week has been midnight to 8AM.

My weekend shift is 8AM to 5PM.

Yep. That makes 17 hours straight. Wooooooooo.

I hate this. Large Animal ER is my hell. This is what will happen to me if I am a bad person and then die.

[Confessions]

Dear Bob,

I'm falling in love.

[Gravity Defier]

Bob,

This made me smile:

The most astounding fact is the knowledge that the atoms that comprise life on Earth the atoms that make up the human body are traceable to the crucibles that cooked light elements into heavy elements in their core under extreme temperatures and pressures. These stars, the high mass ones among them went unstable in their later years they collapsed and then exploded scattering their enriched guts across the galaxy guts made of carbon, nitrogen, oxygen and all the fundamental ingredients of life itself. These ingredients become part of gas cloud that condense, collapse, form the next generation of solar systems stars with orbiting planets, and those planets now have the ingredients for life itself. So that when I look up at the night sky and I know that yes, we are part of this universe, we are in this universe, but perhaps more important than both of those facts is that the Universe is in us. When I reflect on that fact, I look up – many people feel small because they’re small and the Universe is big – but I feel big, because my atoms came from those stars. There’s a level of connectivity. That’s really what you want in life, you want to feel connected, you want to feel relevant you want to feel like a participant in the goings on of activities and events around you That’s precisely what we are, just by being alive…

But it also made me a little sad. I don't feel connected to most of my friends anymore. I feel very disconnected. My mom, dad, and little brother are the only people actively trying to be participants in my life; they're the only ones looking at my pictures with any measure of real interest, asking questions, and asking me to tell them stories.

I love the things I can do, the places I can go, the sights I can see. I just wish it was less of a solitary experience.

Oh well. The fewer people I "need," the better.

[buckshot]

Hey Bob, I can feel the panic setting in! My wife is having some surgery this coming Tuesday ( some girl thing not cancer i'm told) and I don't know how to handle it. I hate to admit I depend on her for about everything and doubt very much I could make it through a week by myself. Its times like this I wish I could take back some of my evil stunts and ornery behaviour. My greatest fault is not being able to make her understand how much she means to me.