*flops over*

[wordinista]

Dear Furuba,

I cheerfully reject your canon.

Love and Kisses,
Bunneh

PS: Congrats on finally ending.  Bravo.


*curls up*

Well, work is still going smoothly, but I'm finding that I'm not terribly keen on working till 7:00.  It inevitably means I don't get home until nearly eight, and THEN I have to figure out something to eat.  Today I cheated and picked somethin up from the grocery store, except I was fucking starving when I did get home, so I stuffed myself a bit, and now I feel all blargh.

I'm more than mildly annoyed with our car for deciding that it needs new tires ASAP.  It feels like the second we start to get our heads above water, something comes along and kicks us in the teeth.

I've gotten quite a bit written on OGAM and quite a bit outlined out as far as the vampire story goes.  Too bad I couldn't be this dedicated to my econ paper. XP  It'll have to be tomorrow.  I have no errands to run (though I am planning on taking Darwin to the park bright and early, weather permitting), so I'll have time to SIT and WORK.  Whee, fun.

Bronte went in for another follow-up on Tuesday -- her PCV count is up to 17% and her weight is up to 8.3 lbs, both of which are excellent signs.  She's going to stay on her current medication dosages for three more weeks and then she's going back to the vet to get checked again.  She's not recovering as quickly as we'd like, but she is recovering, and her body doesn't seem to be attacking the new blood, so that's good.

I've made myself get back into the habit of having actual training sessions with Darwin -- when he was a wee pup, I'd spend about 30 minutes a day (broken up) doing training with him, and he picked things up very quickly.  Lately I've slacked off with the training.  I'm still reinforcing all of his old commands, but I haven't taught him anything new in a while.  This week we worked on playing dead and "wave."   I'm thrilled with how quickly he's picking them up -- the command for playing dead is "Bang!" and we're nowhere near 100% on that one, but we're getting there.

Aaaaand that's about it, I think.  Thrilling, no?

Comments

[aoi-tsuki1.livejournal.com]

Plz 2 b tellin me ShiAki iz not fo' reels.

[moonphased.livejournal.com]

XD For some reason I had a mental image of Adam Savage saying that first paragraph, and adding, "And replace it with my own!" ;)

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

So . . . fruits baskets ended and you didn't care for the ending?

[dazed-faerie.livejournal.com]

It's over? o_O That's... sudden. But I've been outta the loop anyway. :P Were all the questions answered then?

:::dazed:::

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

Sudden? It's been going since, I think, 1999, and rumors of the final chapters (from Japan -- not the translations) have been swirling since August. ;)

Yep. Everything was answered, as far as I can tell.

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not quite as cut and dry as that. It's a huge collection of characters and, for the most part, I'm quite content with everyone's resolution. However, the outcome of my favorite character? Well. I'm not very happy about that. At all.

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

I would be HAPPY to replace it with my own!! XD

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

FURUBA SPOILER SPACE ZOMG

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It iz fo' reels, yo. And teh Dawg quit his fucking job. To be Akito's neutered BITCH a house husband.

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

Oh. I'm unfamiliar with Furuba, so I guess I can't follow.

[everstar3.livejournal.com]

*cries on your shoulder then goes to throw a chair through a window*

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

I still don't know what to say to it, except for, "I cheerfully reject your canon and replace it with my own!" Because... no. Just... no.

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How do you feel about a self-imposed deadline for cranking out 10?

[aoi-tsuki1.livejournal.com]

...Excuse me while I go develop hives. x_x

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

*shares my Caladryl with you*

[literary-dragon.livejournal.com]

Teach him "Shame on You"! We taught that to our first dog. It was funny because she'd put her head on her paws like she was supposed to and look up at you with her big brown puppy-dog eyes, but her tail would be going a mile a minute.

I tried to teach Tyler to ring the doorbell. He never quite got it and he was scratching up the house so I stopped.