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Hm. So it seems I've found myself as a prong on a V. I honestly never thought I'd be in this position, Graverg seemed quite reluctant to be a hinge, but here we are.

Graverg's had a freinds with benefits arrangement with Megs for awhile, but recently it's turned more into a casual dating scene type deal and more recently they've seem to have fallen somewhere between friends and romantic partners. While they're a little ambiguous about where exactly they stand with one another, that seems to be working for everyone right now. It seems to be shifting into a full out romantic relationship more every time they get together, which is cool.

So here I am a prong. smile Well. To be fair, I guess it's more of a W since Megs had a primary partner and he has a secondary partner as well. Just we never interact with P and A. Still, prong on a W is still fine enough XD

Relationship wise anyways <3 But it's enough to keep me happy at least biggrin

Focus on the little joys of life, is a good way to deal.

Like the fact that I'm roughly 25% done my second essay that's due by the 18th. And the awesomeness that is the communication going on in this half of the W and that Graverg is happy (that always makes me squee X3). And the fact that I have such lovely friends such as yourselves, always a plus biggrin

But really 'lick'? XD That's a different take on that old saying! Why would anyone wanna lick a horse in the mouth? Besides I guess certain zoophiles, but I doubt that's what your Pops was referring to! How'd he come up with that one?

But this one is on the Hidden Emperor allegory and Theodore M. Drange's Arguments from Non-Belief.

If you thought I meant the other essay for sociology I already sent a PM to Rosie explaining that I won't be sharing it after all. I'm actually quite embarrassed with that piece of writing and I think it's one of my worst (not just in an academic sense but in general). My thoughts were too unfocused and I wanted to say so much I ended up saying nothing at all sad I don't really feel comfortable sharing that one, I don't even want to share it with my prof but that can't be avoided <.< Time constraints were a major concern and probably why the whole thing was rushed and poorly done. I have too many other projects and assignments to do to have given that essay enough time so it ended up like crap sad I've written much better around Gaia than I have in that essay >.<

Awesome!

As to the phrase...well, Dad was a lot stranger when I was growing up. After he met my stepmom he kinda shifted towards what most people would call normal. I blame him for my twisted sense of humor blaugh

Screw you too anonymous person leaving notes on my windshield. I am a good pet owner, it was not hot in my car when I left or when I came back. Isolde was 100% okay. Yes it was a hot day, but it has cooled down considerably since noon and leaving her in the car while we popped in for a few minutes to the store did her absolutely no harm. If it's a hot, I stay with her around the car and/or find a shady area outside the store to sit with her. It was not hot, she was in absolutely no danger. You, high and mighty anonymous note-giver, did nothing to help the situation. You did not try to educate about leaving dogs in cars (perhaps because you don't understand the conditions in which it is dangerous to do so), you simply assumed and lashed out with insults. My day was absolute s**t and you've put the icing on the cake. So ******** you too darling smile

*goes back to hole where she doesn't have to deal with people*

*raises hand* I also blame having done mucho retail and call center work (and having to deal with fellow uni students) for my slight misanthropic tendency.

Isolde and my other animals are just a particularly sore spot for me and after a bad day, nay bad week since Monday, it was the straw that broke the camels back. I'm just glad they weren't like some of the psychotic pet people I've read about in this city on some pet forums. I don't need someone busting through my window to "save" my dog who is not in any kind of danger. At least it was just a note.