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Sep. 29th, 2007 02:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bodldopsI am liking this 'productive weekends' thing I have going. Thus far I have managed to:
- Sweep the back patio and water the plants (I hope I didn't kill the bebe forget-me-nots)
- Did the dishes
- Did laundry
- Gave my test file to my 'little sib', and tried to hint a lot that yes, she really really really needs to know those kinetics curves. Really. *hates Pharm with a passion, second only to Cardio*
- Finished two pages of my nine-page Exotic Med take-home midterm
Little sib brought over her dog when she picked up the test file, and the poor doggy met Martha the wonder cat. Martha actually stalked the dog through the house, hissing and swatting every time she got within range. Little snot! At least I know she knows how to defend herself. The poor dog was so confused - the cat she lives with evidently cuddles with her. Any way, off to walk Fozzie to the dog park (first time omg). That poor dog is going to have no energy when we get back.
Martha sees what you did there.
Martha and Slater work out a truce.
Slater is such a couch potato.
Sunny can't figure out why I keep coming after him with a camera.
She's queen of the stairwell! All shall love her and despair! (Or, if they're that dog that came today, all shall cower behind her momma's legs and hide from the angry cat)
EDIT: I rescind my claim. I have managed to get another indefatigable dog. *falls over*
- Sweep the back patio and water the plants (I hope I didn't kill the bebe forget-me-nots)
- Did the dishes
- Did laundry
- Gave my test file to my 'little sib', and tried to hint a lot that yes, she really really really needs to know those kinetics curves. Really. *hates Pharm with a passion, second only to Cardio*
- Finished two pages of my nine-page Exotic Med take-home midterm
Little sib brought over her dog when she picked up the test file, and the poor doggy met Martha the wonder cat. Martha actually stalked the dog through the house, hissing and swatting every time she got within range. Little snot! At least I know she knows how to defend herself. The poor dog was so confused - the cat she lives with evidently cuddles with her. Any way, off to walk Fozzie to the dog park (first time omg). That poor dog is going to have no energy when we get back.
Martha sees what you did there.
Martha and Slater work out a truce.
Slater is such a couch potato.
Sunny can't figure out why I keep coming after him with a camera.
She's queen of the stairwell! All shall love her and despair! (Or, if they're that dog that came today, all shall cower behind her momma's legs and hide from the angry cat)
EDIT: I rescind my claim. I have managed to get another indefatigable dog. *falls over*
