I got a B on my biology test, 85%. Better than what I thought I did, worse than what I hoped for.
I withdrew from BioMedical Ethics, something I am not proud of. I don't view it as the university winning, I view it as sacrificing it for the greater good. It allows me to spend more time on the courses kicking my ass, cause I know damn well I can do better than a B in SOMETHING I'VE ALREADY TAKEN. ( and slightly, like the university won.) I start midterms next week. It was now or never, before I started investing in the projects. And I've missed 1/2 the class due to weather, so fine. Fuck it. I'll take it in the summer or the fall.
Lilly is back on her feet, literally. I don't know if I said that already. However, dumbshit Simone stabbed herself near her Zyphoid Process with (presumably) a stick and has a UTI. I was so happy to be done shoving pills down throats. Simone, the dog that will live forever, cause I wish she'd just hurry up and die. *sighs* (Yeah, I know, it's mean. But she's a monster, and my husband's dog, and makes it blatantly clear to me how much she despises me. It's mutual.)
Phil saw his shadow, that furry fucker. Another week of snow, and the children will be climbing out of their pens.
Molly's bred. She's got one funny looking rib cage right now.
I withdrew from BioMedical Ethics, something I am not proud of. I don't view it as the university winning, I view it as sacrificing it for the greater good. It allows me to spend more time on the courses kicking my ass, cause I know damn well I can do better than a B in SOMETHING I'VE ALREADY TAKEN. ( and slightly, like the university won.) I start midterms next week. It was now or never, before I started investing in the projects. And I've missed 1/2 the class due to weather, so fine. Fuck it. I'll take it in the summer or the fall.
Lilly is back on her feet, literally. I don't know if I said that already. However, dumbshit Simone stabbed herself near her Zyphoid Process with (presumably) a stick and has a UTI. I was so happy to be done shoving pills down throats. Simone, the dog that will live forever, cause I wish she'd just hurry up and die. *sighs* (Yeah, I know, it's mean. But she's a monster, and my husband's dog, and makes it blatantly clear to me how much she despises me. It's mutual.)
Phil saw his shadow, that furry fucker. Another week of snow, and the children will be climbing out of their pens.
Molly's bred. She's got one funny looking rib cage right now.
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ferretbite:
I knew You wouldn't fail. You're too awesome for that. And I haven't taken care of that monster because I thought You wouldn't approve all along!
ferretbite:
Just say when, chre Matresse.