The Gurl with the Dragonair Tattoo

Day 1:

• First class started at NOON. Freaking noon, as opposed to the normal 8 or 9am starting time for most normal shows. Da fuq. Not something I want to do getting out of work at 7:30am having not slept in 24+ hours.
• Mare in-hand: 1 horse. Stallions in-hand: 2. Geldings: An improved 4. Come on.
• Some old codgers near the rail complained to the ringmaster they weren’t conducting the Justin Morgan Standard class the way the USEF rules state… supposedly, the rules say they don’t have to “set up,” which makes sense to me but I’m not the creator.
• By far the worst and when it was time for me to walk out: the hunter/western pleasure walk-trot. Absolute travesty. 5 hunt seat horses… then one of them threw his little girl into the back gate and was excused (hope she was ok). Then, another horse who seemed to be doing well suddenly went to the center of the ring and would not budge. Then, a third horse reared up when the lineup was called but the little girl hung on like a champ and finished the class. The winner wasn’t my choice horse, but made a clean trip of it up until the victory pass… the horse had the look of something that had had enough, enough of this bullshit show pony crap and reared up high in the midst of the ceremony, his rider falling off behind his rump, and then the horse backed up still on two legs and STEPPED ON THE LITTLE GIRL’S STOMACH. Oh my stars… poor poor kid, I felt so bad. She got up and walked after a bit with some idiot in sandals coming to take the horse back. What on earth! 4 out of 5 horses acting up! My favorite horse/kid combo (she had glasses and was smiling the whole time) was the only perfectly clean trip, and I was pleased to find out the horse was one I had really liked back in the day, KN Curiosity. They got 3rd.

So yeah. I think I’m done for today. Will upload pictures and possibly video if I am happy with it later on.  Now must snooze.

You know, new photos… training the eye… yada yada yada.

These kinds of bad dreams happen to me more frequently than any other type. Where I am in the bed I fell asleep in, and in the dark of night, some invisible force is either talking to me, pushing on me, or otherwise scaring me. I wake up freaked out and I have to turn on the lights for a while.

I don’t know what eggs them on, but they’ve been happening on and off for several years now, and they’re very realistic.

People at FSU are getting all mad because they got a damages bill for something that happened to one of the common rooms in the dorms.

And people ask me why I was so insistent on not living in a dorm: no privacy, a bajillion rules, expensive in the long run, and then shit like this. Protip: you can expect to get a bill like this anytime anything happens, if even something small like a fire alarm being pulled. I paid $100 because no one came forward to confess that they did it. Fire trucks aren’t free, dumbass.

Not that I am likely to do anything with it but it counts!

For some reason I began to wallow again yesterday, went to have my pre-work sleep, and then woke up in a very bad mood. Things had slowed down enough to allow me to think about all the bad and sad again, and I just wasn’t in the mood to deal with Super Creep at work among other things. HA HA HA go away before I kick you.

I finished my pod earlier than usual and went to go help with the busier double pod, which had suffered a titanic 6 or 7 traumas overnight because some dumbass shot up a crowd somewhere. Some guy who fell and dislocated his shoulder asked me about my million-dollar Belmont lanyard and we got to talking… about none other than Saratoga… THE ULTIMATE CONVERSATION TOPIC APPARENTLY… and later on he gave me his number. I did not know what to say? Thank you for giving me this number, as a symbol that I am nice, interesting, and attractive enough even in my green work uniform to tempt the fates. My day was automatically made better, and not even Super Creep (who thankfully did not witness this exchange or else I would fear he would get some ideas) could bother me.

I put the new video camera through some testing today. I didn’t bother pulling the clips off the camera’s flash memory, so it stuttered a bit playing back on my computer, but what I did see was really impressive. It looks very crisp and bright, as 1080p should of course, but I am always expecting to be jipped when I’m not paying as much as I thought I would for this kind of gear. Only complaint is it’s near impossible to scroll down the touchscreen menu and I will probably have to make a stylus doohickey to get it to move down for me.

I might bring it to the horse show next week to shoot a few clips (people on YouTube lost their shit when I uploaded one from New England Regional) as well as do the usual photo stuff.

In other less thrilling news, I have work this weekend— my last legit weekend working in the ER. Thank god for that because people have been crawling all over my nerves hanging around me and then info dumping on me… yes I’m sorry to hear that but c’mon man don’t you have anyone else to unload on? I don’t know what to say anymore!