Late Day

I was late for everything today. I woke up at eight thirty. I had a Zookeepers meeting at nine. I hopped in the shower for five minutes then drove to the zoo as fast as I could. After the meeting (Which was weird because this girl I know (that has a boyfriend) was hitting on me) I was late to leaving my house to get to my grandma's. I was supposed to leave at two but left at two thirty because I had to get the smell of Ferret, and Opossum off of me. I had a great birthday party at my grandma's house, I received a total of $150 from everyone. Awesome day. I got home and fell asleep.

Bored

Saturday was nothing special. I stayed in bed. The end.

I'm sick

I've actually been sick for the past week. Yesterday I went to the Rise Against, A Day to Remember concert in Indianapolis, awesome concert by the way, and didn't get home until one O'clock. I had to get up at nine O'clock this morning so that wasn't very fun. Zoo training sessions are boring but it's all worth it to work with the animals. After the session I went home and fell asleep. That's pretty much my Saturday