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[commotiocordis]

Because I am a failure, a good half or so of the paragraph that I'm on for this paper that was due yesterday has been left on my computer at school. So rather than write it again, I think I'm going to bed now to hopefully be able to pull together that plus a conclusion into a page or so during the 70ish minutes I'll have free before economics. Shouldn't be too hard, but then again, until my dog shut up (he thought he didn't get enough to eat tonight before we ran out of dog food, the baby, and so cried for hours until I finally tossed him a couple of pieces of bread just to shut him up before I was forced to open the front door and let him out into the neighborhood so he'd bother somebody else) I only managed to scrape together about half a page in some two hours.

Ehh. This is life. I do not want to get bitched at for not taking the trash out (in 4 hours or so). Like always.

Reminds self. You made up a couple of page numbers for the second book citation. If you ever want to do anything with this paper beyond turn it in to econ, fix that.

Edit: Oh, and I found that Star Trek book, Before Dishonor, that everybody's been talking about. It was Peter David, what can I say? Perhaps talk to come on that. It confused me, because I'm pretty sure there was supposed to be a book before that, but nothing in this book said so, so idk.

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[chaosity.livejournal.com]

I love that you can let your dog run free around the neighbourhood. If I did that for mine he'd polly never come back!

During the daytime, anyway. At night I let him follow me out to the bins/wherever, because for some reason he actually stays close and doesn't take off down the road.

[crashcart9.livejournal.com]

I love that you can let your dog run free around the neighbourhood.

LOL, especially when it's this cold, I doubt I could kick him out the door. He likes to do it just to get people to chase him, and when we don't, he'll eventually just come back to the door. If he doesn't get picked up by the pound in the meantime, but late at night, the chances of that happening were very low.

Your dog is afraid of the dark. This is hilariousness. Mine doesn't mind the dark, but hates thunder/lightening because of the getting firecrackers thrown at him when he was a baby.

I just hate how I found out this morning that there actually was still food in the giant 50lb or so bag in the basement. So I put up with his whining for that long for nothing. (Though he did already eat. Twice. The pig. Seriously, idk how he does it.)