I went WAY over on my assignment. It was supposed to be 500-750 words, mine came out at 1400. Shit shit shit.

Oh well. I needed that many to say what I needed to say. I’ll take any points docked.

*sigh*

Oh well. New Weebl and Bob today.

So this morning, I was arguing with my cat. About food. Namely that she had ‘cat’ food, and I had ‘people’ food. I told her she didn’t want any coffee, it was bad for her. She disagreed. She has been trying to get my food for some time now. Recently, I’ve started letting her sniff the food, but that doesn’t seem to deter her. She just wants to stick her head in it then. And I don’t want ‘cat head’ soup. Blah.

So we were arguing back and forth this morning, and I told her to go to hell. She trilled at me. “Mrmrmrmeow!”

And then I thought to myself ‘this can’t be good. She’s enthusiastic about this prospect. She’d be running that place in a week’

And since I don’t want to have to destroy Millie due to ego problems, I told her not to go to hell. It wouldn’t be a good idea. She meowed again. And off in the distance, I heard demonic laughter.

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood?

Answer A: A wood chuck would chuck as much wood as a wood chuck could chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood.

Answer B: 2 cord.

Interestingly enough, Answer B seems to be the most answered betwixt the two.

Do not go to sleep at 8 PM, because you will just wake up at 1 AM with nothing to do.