O.M.G.

Please do not make me have to choke a bitch.

Only two more days...only two more days...

In other news, I got a 96 percent on my quiz today.

I'll be able to elaborate more on things when I'm at a private computer. At home.

Also, in other news, we haven't heard yet about our dog adoption application. I think we should be more patient because we applied at 6 PM Pacific Time last night, and 12 hours would require a response by 6 AM...not really reasonable. So hopefully there is something in Lance's inbox when he checks his email later.

Off to the fitness room now.

Not good enough

Lance and I are apparently not good enough to be puppy parents.

Application - denied. We received no response, which is a denial.

The puppy is listed as being adopted as of today.

Lance is really upset. I am more upset because he's upset because I was not getting my hopes up anyway.

Anyway, it's late. I'm tired. I was out bowling with the majority of my classmates. Some alcohol was involved. It makes me a genius at bowling, and it's a sport I usually suck at.

Now I feel perfectly sober. Just want to go to bed.