donaldtoo
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Idiot-boy (I actually say that with affection) was smart enough to fess up and hand over the card.
So ... he's still in deep doo-doo, but no dead bodies to deal with.
Woof. Glad all turned out not-quite-so-bad.
Idiot-boy (I actually say that with affection) was smart enough to fess up and hand over the card.
So ... he's still in deep doo-doo, but no dead bodies to deal with.
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You must have been there before the Exploding Aquarium incident (around 4 PM according to a new Thraed).
Because, knowledge.I HATE STATISTICS WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE THIS CLASS I'M UP WHEN I DON'T WANT TO BE STILL WORKING AND IT STILL BARELY MAKES SENSE!!!
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I know; I'm just glad after this math will consist of accounting and finance. Accounting I can do. This course just irritates me. A lot of work, bad professor, late nights finishing assignments...ugh.Because, knowledge.
It only gets worse once you get out of college. Welcome to life.I know; I'm just glad after this math will consist of accounting and finance. Accounting I can do. This course just irritates me. A lot of work, bad professor, late nights finishing assignments...ugh.
Just found out why my dog was so anxious to get out of her crate when I got home today. She **** all over her nice blanket and pillow. Not like diarrhea, but solid, regular turds. Everywhere. I didn't notice the smell when I walked in because my nose was clogged up and my slow cooker (sweet n sour chicken) was scenting up the entire house.
Two nights in a row Ive had a nightmare to clean up before being able to go to bed. Last night it was the ex and tonight it's the dog ****.
Needless to say she's no longer allowed to sleep on my bed at night and her crate has been completely stripped down to the plastic and metal. She's not the type of dog to poop whenever and wherever, she is very well trained.
And is so, so, sooooooo far into the doghouse she won't even make eye contact with me.
I'm wide awake and should have been a sleep an hour ago.
So. Mad. Sick of going to bed angry.
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Spoke too soon. Another card, with $63.90 still remaining on it is missing. (I told you, his partner keeps buying them for him.)Woof. Glad all turned out not-quite-so-bad.
I HATE STATISTICS WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE THIS CLASS I'M UP WHEN I DON'T WANT TO BE STILL WORKING AND IT STILL BARELY MAKES SENSE!!!
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I too, was going to suggest that your dog is reacting to the turmoil in the house.Don't necessarily rule out an internal issue. I work with dogs everyday. She likely witnessed a lot over the last day and they take in more than we give them credit for that can upset their internal apple cart. I'd give her the benefit of doubt since this is so out of character for her.
If she is still having issues, take a 'sample' to the vet for them to 'evaluate.' Gotta rule out what is up with her before punishing her. We've all had issues similar, can just imagine not being able to get out of a crate to do what ya gotta do. My 2 cents.
I'm having horror flashbacks to when I was in college from this post.I HATE STATISTICS WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE THIS CLASS I'M UP WHEN I DON'T WANT TO BE STILL WORKING AND IT STILL BARELY MAKES SENSE!!!
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Not fair to me. He's only 17.
He's a handful. But, he's my handful. As much as I want to choke him sometimes, I remember dropping to my knees in the maternity room washroom while the doctors were frantically trying to save him, and begging God to save my son. Obviously, He did. And now I can't bail on him.
I can't overlook his b.s. antics, but I can't cut him off either.
As I've said before, he was raised properly; in an intact loving home; we attended church; he was taught morals and right from wrong. I have to believe that sooner or later he will become the young man that God intends him to be. Until then, I may just have to run interference between him and his father. And pray.
There were three statistics classes to choose from. There was one for math majors (not taking obviously) one easier one without a lab (3 credits) and one more challenging one with a lab (4 credits). Take the harder one, my advisor said. You'll do great, she said. HA! I was failing for a while. Now I have a B-. Only one other class was like that: Physics.lol. My DD double majored, statistics being one of them. She had fellow students in her class (she helped them) that said the same thing to her over and over. It certainly isn't everyone's thing.
A lot of people tell me that actually...I'm having horror flashbacks to when I was in college from this post.
A lot of people tell me that actually...
2 weeks until baseball...2 weeks until baseball...Boy lots of sucidoodles here tonight in Bob'sland. We all need some time in the sun.
Everyone has that assignment(s) that keep them up until sunrise to finish at some point I guess. It is one of the things I don't miss. The things I miss though outweigh the bad.A lot of people tell me that actually...
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