Sasha-roo-roo

So after a week at the vet's office, multiple tests, x-rays, medications and an $850 vet bill, my cat's finally back home and breathing normally. Thank goodness...and thanks to my credit card which allowed me to pay the vet bill.
However, it was quite the experience picking up my cat from the vet's office. I walked in, told the receptionist my name and that I was there to pick up Sasha.
The receptionist looked me up and down and said, "Oh. Ms. Olson. Let me get Dr. Ellioriaga for you."
I didn't initially think much of this somewhat cold greeting until Dr. E walks out, bandages on each arm with a less-than-happy-to-see-me look on his face.
"Sasha's not currently allowing anybody near her cage," he says, "so we're going to need you to put her in her carrier."
I immediately felt like a kid in the principal's office, and I could sense the disapproving looks descending upon me from all the well-behaved animals' owners who were sitting quietly in the lobby.
"Yes sir," I said quietly.
I took the walk of shame into the kennel room, and as I walked in to see all the nurses cowering away from my bad animal, I swear I could actually see a look of satisfaction on Sasha's face.
Score one for Sasha-roo!

Wow

My friend Lisa is awesome.
She's doing this 545-mile AIDS/Lifecycle bike ride from San Francisco to Los Angeles in support of the San Francisco AIDS Foundation. Amazing.
I can't imagine biking to my mom's house, 3 miles down the road, much less biking the length of freaking California!! But I digress.
Anyway - part of the process is raising money for the AIDS Foundation. And I figured that since I'm not about to do a 545-mile bike ride, the least I could do is help her raise money. So if you're interested in helping out or even in getting to know a little more about the cause, please check out her page here.
I know she would appreciate anything you're willing/able to give!!

Blah Day

Blah Day Updates:

Had to take my cat to the vet today because she's breathing all crazy. So about an hour ago, the vet called to tell me that my cat almost died today after being anesthetized for chest x-rays. She evidently has lots of fluid on her lungs, and they don't know why. They're doing a complete check out to see what the problem is.

I have to go back to work tomorrow after having a random four day weekend. I don't want to go back, and I feel like such a kid for saying that. But I have a supervisor who is quite possibly trying to see how far he can push me before I start to push back. And while I don't enjoy work drama, I'm definitely not for being walked all over either. Should be an interesting week...

And I'm having a career crisis. I'm 27 years old and I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up. BLAH!

NY and Co (As in Co = Courtney, not the store)

That's right, biotch - I'm going to New York in T minus 56 days and counting. Which is still forever away, but I'm excited because I just booked the flight and hotel.
New York, here we come!!!

Oh SHIZ - I just added Neil Diamond to my itunes list.
ROCKIN!!