grades and paws
current location: psych lab
Made absolute crap grade on Bio Psych Test (66) and now must study extra hard for next test.
Mel cut his little paw yesterday outside and it started to get infected so the vet kept him overnight. Dr. Jones said "he needs to stay inside for a few days, he's a bit accident prone." so naturally Brad and I fought about that. Whatta bastard.
Brad also gave me a gem of his wisdom the other night when I said I was worried about Mel fighting and howling outside with this other neighborhood cat. He said "::sigh:: Katie, what the most important thing in your life right now?"
I said "school." flatly.
He said "and is Mel going to get you into graduate school?"
I was just quiet for a second...letting the retardation register.
I still feel the nosebleed lingering.
Brad is an absolute twat when it comes to arguing logic with me. I haven't asked him to put Mel first, ever. Oh, except when he ran over him, breaking his little back. I think I'll run over Brad, slit his thumb, and then make him sleep outside. Then I'll use backward and imaginary logic to justify it.
Sounds good to me.