the last time...

i forget where i read this- probably some silly magazine. it was a very slow night at work. we had sadie the post-op pyometra beagle, who's been hospitalized all weekend, and droz the mastiff with the recurrent uroliths and difficult-to-pass catheter. yes, at 2 in the morning, while the rest of the world slept, i extruded a moist and angry-looking dog penis and tried not to get its smegma on my sleeve.
anyhow!
last time i danced? other than flitting around in general, as i am wont: last week, by myself, blaring a song so guilty that i can't even admit it.
last place i went on vacation? full-bore airplane vacation: san francisco, july 2005. next up: vet conference in las vegas in february; vegas is the repulsive stranger you wake up next to, hoping desperately that you did not actually have sex with them.
last thing i paid for: 12-pack of soda and a box of tampons before going to work last night.
last time i sang: i mutter songs to myself all the time without even realizing it. i had "come on eileen" in my head for most of last night, much to my chagrin.
last time i lost my temper? sunday evening, but my current state of 'losing my temper' is far, far more benign than it used to be. it's been at least a month since i've kicked a door.
last time i laughed out loud? on the way home from work, listening to a disc jockey make fun of her frail, chain-smoking grandmother whom nobody in the family wants to help bathe.
last time i bought clothes? a pink and purple scarf that has not yet been worn, two weeks ago, from a thrift store.
last time i hurt myself? physically: moving boxes yesterday. 4" linear bruise on left shin.
last thing i wrote: this. in longhand: notes on droz's chart.
last time i lost something valuable? left stethascope at tacoma emergency clinic last week.
last time i cried? oh, probably yesterday. definitely sunday.
last time i got drunk? sometime in 2004.