busterman62
I got a pocket full of kryptonite
I wish dogs didn’t get old.
one of my two dogs is likely coming toward the end.
This just sucks! I wish I had the words to make it better. Love them while they're still here
I wish dogs didn’t get old.
one of my two dogs is likely coming toward the end.
I wish dogs didn’t get old.
one of my two dogs is likely coming toward the end.
I wish dogs didn’t get old.
one of my two dogs is likely coming toward the end.
I wish dogs didn’t get old.
one of my two dogs is likely coming toward the end.
Cat, I love you, I really do... you've been the ONE constant in my life since we rescued each other in 2011. However, I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop sinking your claws into my legs.
Cat, I love you, I really do... you've been the ONE constant in my life since we rescued each other in 2011. However, I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop sinking your claws into my legs.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0PTw0cZAFo
meow meow meow meow meow meow
meow meow
meow meow
little bag of bones been out all night
little bag of bones been out all night
can you hear him scratchin' at the screen door
can you hear him scratchin' at the screen door
little bag a bones been out all night
he needs some pettin' and lovin' on his head
he needs some pettin' and lovin'
on his rain soaked hide
he's circlin' around my ankle
he's circlin' around my ankle
he needs some pettin' and lovin' on his hide
hey kitty won't you come inside
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i want to touch it
meow meow meow meow meow meow
meow meow
meow meow
a ***** purrin' and lookin' so satisfied
a ***** purrin' and lookin' so satisfied
lost in his little yellow round eye
lost in his little yellow round eye
***** purrin' and lookin' so satisfied
kitty rear up and scratch me through my jeans
kitty rear up and scratch me through my jeans
fuck you kitty you're gonna to spend the night
fuck you kitty you're gonna to spend the night
fuck you kitty you're gonna to
spend the night outside
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i wanna touch it
kitty at my foot and i want to touch it
touch it i want to touch it
i wanna touch it i wanna touch it
i wanna touch it wanna touch it
i wanna touch it
kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty touch it
kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty touch it
kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty touch it
kitty at my foot and i want to touch it
Me when I started grad school: "It's not going to be like my undergrad, where I don't start papers, much less finish them, until the deadline."
Me well into grad school: Looks at calendar, sees deadline is in 2 days, yells "oh ****," and furiously cranks out all major assignments the night before they're due.
I need to accept that some things will never change.
In my entire academic career (K-M.S.), I think I started three, maybe four major papers with sufficient lead time. My Master's capstone was one of them, a Catholic Morality term paper in 11th grade was another. There was a term paper for a gimmie elective class I took to bolster my sagging undergraduate GPA at Tech. I think I might've started an A.P. US History book report in advance as well.
Everything else, I winged it with a only a few days to go. I once made a joke about Thomas Jefferson pulling an all-nighter the night before the Declaration of Independence was signed, and that being good enough for me.
The best paper I ever wrote was for one of my senior design courses. Midterm paper was due ans were out drinking. I stumble home and get ready to pass out. As soon as my head hits the pillow I bounce off it like trampoline. "SHIIIIT"
Get the coffee going, grab my crap, walk down to the computer lab I worked at (my apartment was too dangerous, it had a warm bed) and pound out the paper. Still fairly drunk. Finish around 8 am and head into class knowing I fucked up a paper worth a third of my grade. After I turn in, I got home hungover as fuck and pass out. A week later we got it back. 100%.
I just about **** myself.
The best paper I ever wrote was for one of my senior design courses. Midterm paper was due ans were out drinking. I stumble home and get ready to pass out. As soon as my head hits the pillow I bounce off it like trampoline. "SHIIIIT"
Get the coffee going, grab my crap, walk down to the computer lab I worked at (my apartment was too dangerous, it had a warm bed) and pound out the paper. Still fairly drunk. Finish around 8 am and head into class knowing I fucked up a paper worth a third of my grade. After I turn in, I got home hungover as fuck and pass out. A week later we got it back. 100%.
I just about **** myself.