Empire State of Mind

Cant seem to decide whether or not I'm going to keep the blog. I guess as my life is going on it's too busy and interesting to stop and write down. So much has changed. So much has happened.
Where am I now, I'm in New York, working my ass off as a dog walker and starting grooming on Friday. What I want to do. Getting to where I want to be. Pilot is here, but he's just visiting. My parents need him, and he's going to love being back home in Florida sun and the lanai to explore. City apartment life is not the life for him. City apartment life is hardly the life for me, so I know how he must feel.

Since May..

I can't believe it's been five months since I returned to Florida! I admit as the time I was pretty disappointed about coming back, but it needed to be done. Things really have fallen into place since then. I can genuinely say I'm happy and pleased with everything going on, and proud of where I'm at.

Poodle day rocks. I'm building on my grooming knowledge each day and yesterday I could tell how much I have learned since the last poodle day. :)

Thursday I learned how sharp my shears are;=: Very sharp. Definitely razor sharp. Yap, cut like a razor. I will now be axtra curful.

four more?

And so much has changed. Life is so quick!

I need to use blogger more to keep up with pet care and grooming blogs. I need to soak up everything I can!
Vaguely I am very excited. Holy cow!

A fucking atoadaso!

So I'm trying to vacumme the basement like Linh told me to, but the shop-vac doesn't have enough suction to pick up a button. I struggle with this for a few minutes then, try an upright I found in a closet; it blew out clouds of dust and powder. Linh comes downstairs and tells me to take a delivery. I tell him his vacummes suck (no pun intended.). He opens up the uprights and discovers a hole in the bag. Has no spare bags. Says, I can fix this. I start sweeping up the wood floor as Linh walks off. Returns with a large black garbage bag. He starts to wrap the opening on the bag around the vent inside the vacumme, assuring me he can fix it. I say, there is no was that will work. Vacumme bags are specially designed to trap matter while allowing air through. He asks me, You don't think I cant fix this? I say, Not like that, a garbage bag will fill up like a balloon then bust.. He says, I can make stuff happen, you watch. So I watch, he closes the lid to the vacumme and plugs the cord into the outlet high on the wall. Finds the switch, powers on,
There's a Vvvvvvvvv! Then a pop like a tube busting, and then he turns the power off.

That was the highlight of my night (which is to say I had a rough day and or uninteresting day.)

hey, six months.

Lots can go on in six months. i'm going to act as though I never left and pick up from where I left off.

Speaking of never leaving, Winnipeg is pretty great. More on that later.

I wish we still spoke so I could bring up Missin-tooth Mike.
Then I would bring up how your priorities suck and you need to get your shit together and stop acting foolish. But seriously. Who would introduce themselves as Missin-tooth Mike

Catch and Release!

Tiny, I specifically told you not to crawl down the wall and across the bathroom floor and across the hall and under my door and into my room. Do you know what happens to you know?
You get put back outside.

Don't kill things!
I'm cutting out bird meat- again, even though I dislike birds and they are delicious and it's a win-win. I feel like in actuality we are both losing; chickens are treated so poorly on factory farms and through slaughter, living(and dying) in filthy conditions with cockroaches and rats and poo. There beaks are burned off, there little feet get all mangled up and destroyed. I know what it's like having a bum-foot. You're on it all day and every second sucks! It's also possible that the USDA doesn't regulate poor quality chicken meats(this is in addition to other animal meats, of course) and rotting or dirty meats are still processed as food. There's cited sources of this but I haven't looked into it further. Plus meat has all sorts of hormones and steroids and antibiotics and other chemical shit in it. I could probably do without all those add-ons. In addition, from our mouth down our bodies are poorly equipped to break down animal flesh.
So maybe I'll just a nibble on rare occasion, when someone else is eating it. I'm never committing to never!

Dear Brandon,

Oh my- where do I begin..
I got sloshed and spilled soda all over your laptop keyboard. This was last year. When, exactly? Well, it was sometime after the pack of Sparks, the Tequila, and drinking beer out of that big frozen boot. Definitely before the hangover, and sometime while you were absent. You know how those damn drunk goggles are! Anyway, today during a dash through the rain to my car with laptop in hand, rain managed to get into the unzipped carrier and cover the side of the laptop. I'm sure both of our computers are just fine, but I couldn't help but realise how that one came back around!
Also, Ive got a few choice words I'd like to say to you, Mr. Paine, but we may never speak again.

Hope the keys stick!
Casey.

Dear Terrifying Though Tiny Spider,

I'd like to make it known that you are not welcome in the bathroom. That is not a suitable place for you to reside and your presence makes me uncomfortable. I didn't mind you sitting still on the wall but watching all of your twangy legs flicker about gave me the creeps. You crawled into the shower and I watched you dance down the wall; I thought I would wash you down the drain and let you figure it out from there, but when I peeked around the curtain you were nowhere in site!! You are quite the Houdini, Tiny, but I hope this is where your trickery stops. Please find an escape route or do as Charlotte and expire.

Salutations!
Casey.

Oh btw: I made it.

Wow! What a long trip that was.. 25 hours on the road the first day- non stop to Sioux City, Iowa. Gross area. The next day was roughly a 10 hour trip, through the border with no problems and into Winnipeg. Unpacked the next day and the next week (because face it, unpacking is boring- x times more boring than packing in the first place since the excitement of the Big Move ahead is absent.) SO much has gone on between then and now. Lots of old and new faces, names, places. It's been fantastic so far and I'm often reminded what a good idea this was.
Refer to past posts on caseySOsrs.Twitter.com to get filled in about the trip. That's a lie, it's just random tweeds as I got buzzed on redbull, or while I crashed on redbull. (sums up that first 25 hours!!)

ps Sarasota. Have you noticed my phone is off? Hope no one is attempting to text or call me. Or leaving fabulous drunken voicemails that I'll never be able to hear. Email! cmultan@gmail.com

alright! Well, let's get back into this, shall we!

Finally we are able to sleep. Zzzz

It's not even eight and we've already called it a night! We drove over a full 24 hours, only stopping for gas and once for food. I ran on Red Bull(always my favorite bad idea!) and would close my eyes for 30 minutes each time I crashed. This way I recovered, though I couldn't fall asleep in the car. I'm sure if I was able to lay down I could fall asleep during a crash; instead I just leaned against the door and twitched on occasion. There was seemingly endless construction on the last highway that brought us here, but we've arrived in Sioux City. Though this Holiday Inn is nice, Sioux City seems like a filthy place to reside. I'm glad we're only here for tonight, and we depart first thing in the morning. I can sense the high crime rate.
Tomorrow we have another ten(or so?) hours of driving until we get to Winnipeg. Dinner at Szymanski's that night, staying at my Uncle's with Alyssa, and heading to my new residence on Monday morning.
Unpacking will be a burden just as packing was a burden. Maybe I should have left more of my life behind!

Was easier said than done. (or not done, rather.)

My pile grows.

And I can only wonder if all of my stuff will fit into the back of my Toyota Rav4 with no problems. I have one box of junk, and I need to keep it that way.. Packing become more careful now.

Here's something to smile about: everything.

Oh, you don't like war, poverty, and starving children? The don't look at it! If you aren't the one making a move, stop worrying yourself. Worry alone will get you nowhere. An example; if I never hear about politics and conspiracy again I wouldn't feel a loss- especially considering I am not able to vote and uninterested in rallies, and protests, and petitions. Too much effort-- I'll get to see change without lifting a finger. This way I'll have more time to spend on things I do enjoy. Things that make my life the 50/50 mix of sunshine and flowers that it is!!

Ohhno, the ice cream man is coming around the block. taking all my strength not to run out with a Lincoln.

How nice to feel so nice.

Couldn't get any better. Little by little the majority of my stuff has been packed, and the rest will be soon. I'm sure everything will fit into my car with no problem, and I may even find space for my "optionals" !! It's going to be a very
very nice year. I'm ready to get going! I want to start now, but it's already started. Hasn't it.


Eligible, not too stupid
Intelligible, and cute as cupid
Knowledgeable, but not always right
Salvageable, and free for the night
Well my heart's runnin' round like a chicken with its head cut off.

Pilot's little adventures.

Animals are fantastic once your crack their code.

A late night high and with a cat. I was saying to Pilot /wkw/, he's curious about strange things like that. I am obviously wearing my retainer.

I Have Heroes.

Over the past 11 months, I have had the pleasure of getting to know an incredible woman. At 40, Jennifer Hummel has overcome so many obstacles from a very young age and has started a business to be proud of. This business is ACE Pet Resort of Sarasota, Florida, formed in 2005. As the name implies, this is a Resort style boarding facility for dogs and cats. Jen has formed a very strong crew to help run this business and carry out tasks (myself being of them!) and can be found working along side her employees doing everything from dog walks to disinfecting and scrubbing kennels. A wonderful trait of Jen's is her limitless love and care for animals. She never stops amazing me! Recently, for instance, Jen received a call from the owner of two Bichons that have boarded with ACE from the start. It was obvious that she was torn; the two senior dogs had numerous health problems(Cushings disease, Urinary Incontinence, kidney issues) that seemed to be dramatically lowering their quality of life and were scheduled to be euthanized the next day. It's heartbreaking, but the owner was not able to keep up with the steep medical expenses. Jen has taken in Maggie and Sophie and been getting them new medical attention- we're seeing great improvement! Sophie's kidney failure- which played a major role in the decision to have her put down, has even reversed. They're now very happy older ladies, you can see the appreciation in their faces and it's evident by their happily wagging tails. In addition, Jen has taken in a senior Lab Mix, "Bob" who was also going to be put down by his owners, simply for the downs that come with old age. Bob's owners, apparently, locked Bob and their younger dog Dakota in a room for hours and hours each day. Now that Bob is "out of their hair" they allow Dakota to have free roam of the house. All of us at ACE are deeply saddened by this, Bob is a wonderful character which we now have up for adoption.. but we know too well the devastation caused when an owner casts aside their dog, who has endless love and adoration for their master through thick and thin. There have been five resident cats of different ages that have been handed over to Jen; she knows that no pet is EVER disposable. Two cats have been rehomed recently with Jen's sister, and Powder(a Siamese mix with constant health struggles) now lives a very pampered life in Jen's own home, located on the premises. Jen does not hesitate to give any animal exactly what it needs- from administering fluids or medication to emergency attention to a scratch under the chin. She certainly has a bigger heart than anyone I have ever encountered. Her strong leadership skills and devotion to animals is apparent in every way, especially in her own pets. I have groomed her four dogs(3 Border Collies, one Lab Mix) and was very impressed by their behavior and respect!! Jen also leaves out food over night for the feral cats(one named Stalker which I sometimes encounter while on walks). Recently she has even toyed with the idea of forming a home-like atmosphere where our new resident seniors would be able to live out the rest of their days comfortably. I'm quite a fan of the very thought of this! These dogs stick by our side through all the years of good times and hardships, I can understand exactly why she feels a need to save them from impending doom. Jennifer does so without asking for a thing, not a thanks and with No Questions.

She works so hard for such a wonderful cause, one that I love being a part of.

What a good time for a good time!!

I've been bouncing off the walls for the past week, absolutely brimming with excitement. A big move and big changes; an adventure.. and I need one! Moving back to Canada feels like taking the first step to getting serious about what I want to do and who I want to be. Though I've not yet heard back from U of M, I'm certain getting in will be no problem especially with my grades. My first year will be basic University I courses; English, Math, Sciences.. The following three years will be in Physical therapy courses. And who's ready to kick some ass in class??
Previously, I was not thrilled about getting back to schooling due to not knowing where I was heading. I am a person who needs reason- I cannot put my full effort into something causeless. Paying to get educated for the sake of being educated feels empty to me, though I realize the significance of a strong education. I had every intention of prolonging my time before starting college until I knew exactly, or even basically what it was I wanted to pursue. When my father suggested to me that I look into Physical Therapy as a potential career, the switch was flicked and the bulb illuminated. I've never felt so undaunted and eager about striving to achieve my career goal. I'm ready to begin my life as a student and to push myself towards the prize. And what a rewarding career!
As a virgo, I am endlessly patient and methodical in my tasks. I want to nurture and care for others, and to motivate them. I was hoping to find work in the medical feild that appealed to me, and working one on one with a person in need of help was something I wanted to involve myself with. I feel like this is the perfect fit, like my medium skinny-fit zip-up hoodie from Victoria's Secret PINK.

and ooh how good life is. I'm still not feeling my best as far as my health (still some minor cold symptoms!) but I'm going to get myself outta this bed, dressed, and walk a few miles to my favorite songs.
<3lovepod

Here are a few things I am certain of.

Sun goes Here.

Clouds go Here.

Feet go Here.

And I breathe with These.

Most everything else is a mystery, or subject to change. Never get too comfortable. Change is good.