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Okay, going into lockdown mode for the next week. I have a paper due next Wednesday that's a biggie, and I'm only partially there on research. Plus I have some other writing that I desperately need to do. So what it comes down to is this...
LiveJournal entries will be limited to a Smallville related one on Wednesday (tomorrow and next Wed.) American Idol entries on Wednesday and Thursday (this week and next week), and a fic entry next Thursday or Friday. Some comments will be made in other journals, but I may or may not be able to do extensive commenting. Replying to comments will be limited.
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Okay, so I'm also going to need an X-Men beta or two (or three, or four, or ten). Volunteer now! *g* I command thee!
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Oh, and fun event of last night (which has me mightily drained today)...someone decided it would be great fun to drop off a dog in our apartment complex. We have lots of greenery. We have pets. (I have a dog myself.) They chose logically. But of course they dropped of a young but full-grown female dog (idiots who can't take the time to fix a dog, grrr). She's smaller than Chester (he weighs 35 pounds, she's about 20), and has floppy fur like a Sheep Dog, but it's dark gray, with a white soul patch and white on her chest. She's an absolute sweetie.
Oh yeah, can you tell I rescued her? I'm not keeping her; a coworker at the hair salon rescues animals and can most likely find her a home. So she leaves me tomorrow. But this morning she got to play with Chester, and it was so damn cute. He loves to play, but he seldom gets the chance to play with other dogs. So they ran and tumbled and growled and romped for 30 minutes straight at high speed. He would go for her neck, so she figured out to go for his paws (he hates to have his paws touched). He would then proceed to yank his paws away, thereby falling over. She would jump on his head then. It was all great fun to watch.
After I finally seperated them, Chester was so exhausted that he had to lay down to drink water. *g* This from a Border Collie mix that has been known to jump straight up onto the kitchen table.
LiveJournal entries will be limited to a Smallville related one on Wednesday (tomorrow and next Wed.) American Idol entries on Wednesday and Thursday (this week and next week), and a fic entry next Thursday or Friday. Some comments will be made in other journals, but I may or may not be able to do extensive commenting. Replying to comments will be limited.
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Okay, so I'm also going to need an X-Men beta or two (or three, or four, or ten). Volunteer now! *g* I command thee!
***
Oh, and fun event of last night (which has me mightily drained today)...someone decided it would be great fun to drop off a dog in our apartment complex. We have lots of greenery. We have pets. (I have a dog myself.) They chose logically. But of course they dropped of a young but full-grown female dog (idiots who can't take the time to fix a dog, grrr). She's smaller than Chester (he weighs 35 pounds, she's about 20), and has floppy fur like a Sheep Dog, but it's dark gray, with a white soul patch and white on her chest. She's an absolute sweetie.
Oh yeah, can you tell I rescued her? I'm not keeping her; a coworker at the hair salon rescues animals and can most likely find her a home. So she leaves me tomorrow. But this morning she got to play with Chester, and it was so damn cute. He loves to play, but he seldom gets the chance to play with other dogs. So they ran and tumbled and growled and romped for 30 minutes straight at high speed. He would go for her neck, so she figured out to go for his paws (he hates to have his paws touched). He would then proceed to yank his paws away, thereby falling over. She would jump on his head then. It was all great fun to watch.
After I finally seperated them, Chester was so exhausted that he had to lay down to drink water. *g* This from a Border Collie mix that has been known to jump straight up onto the kitchen table.
