casey™

i love my kitty. he's really fucking cute.
i'm pretty much working my ass off trying to get into vet school. and no, i don't mean trade school to be a vet tech. i mean real vet school. it's hard work.
i'm really good at remembering numbers. it's weird, and sometimes i get resentful when other people can't remember them as well as i can.
i have a disease called multiple chemical sensitivity, or environmental illness. i'm allergic to a huge chunk of modern chemicals, like pesticides and cleaners, and i am just one piece of physical evidence that our habits as humans are killing people. slowly, just being alive is killing me. it's killing you too; you just don't see it happening. we need to save the planet to save ourselves.
there are a few things that really, really frustrate me. among them are poor grammar, a lack of respect for the people and things around you, and the almost prideful attitude a large percentage of people have about their ignorance. the phrase "ignorance is bliss" makes me want to cry.
i am married. i am very young. together, these things are awesome, fun, magical and exciting; not horrifying, stupid, lame or icky. and no, i didn't get married because i got knocked up. i got married because i met matt .
i was lazy in high school. i was lazy for three years in college. i have shed genuine tears over these facts on several occasions.
twitter: hellocasey
livejournal: caseyday
if you advertise or otherwise spam on my comments page, i will be sad, and you will be out a friend.
and, finally, i am not as patient with others as i ought to be. part of me wants to change; the other part of me wants others to be less retarded.
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