
here i come.
gotta love procrastination.
it's due tomorrow.
spent an hour and a half in a t-shirt in 50 degree weather chasing a stray dog around campus. most of you are probably thinking at this point, "wow, you're more of an idiot than i previously considered."
while you may be right on that, i just couldn't fathom the idea of walking away and letting this poor little dog run around a campus where cars are constantly moving at fast speeds. i just couldn't. long story short: me and another girl lured him into this enclosed tennis court a little ways away from the main campus using an empty pizza box and pepperonis.
not counting the weekend, eight days till thanksgiving!
i honestly can't think of anything more to say right now....
ugh. tired.
i'm getting myself a tattoo for christmas. :)
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So...
I'm confused. You locked a dog in a tennis court? What's the long-term strategy there?
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animal control was
animal control was contacted. i just wanted him in an enclosed environment until they got there so he wouldn't just be running around on campus...
"She's Trouble with a capital T, that rhymes with P, that stands for Pussy."
what are you going to get
what are you going to get done?