Methods grade
Well, the last couple of days or so have been generally crumby, what with my losing my pedometer, another one of my tires blowing out, being ripped from my sleep by a bad dream this morning, and various other unpleasant distractions, but there have been some bright spots. I just got my grade for the Experimental Methods in Psychology class I took this summer--A. I was worried that I didn't do very well on my final exam, but apparently I did. I didn't get the highest grade in the class like I did in Stats, but an A is an A, so why worry?
Franklin, the kitten I have who still needs a home, is doing well. I've introduced him to my other cats, and he's doing fine. He's playful (he especially likes playing with Neigie), and the vet says he's healthy. I took him to my lab the other day, and my labmates all fell in love with him. We spent the first 30 mimutes or so playing with him rather than running through our experiment. We let him run around the whole time I was there.
Well, I must clean, my apartment looks like a disaster area.
Franklin, the kitten I have who still needs a home, is doing well. I've introduced him to my other cats, and he's doing fine. He's playful (he especially likes playing with Neigie), and the vet says he's healthy. I took him to my lab the other day, and my labmates all fell in love with him. We spent the first 30 mimutes or so playing with him rather than running through our experiment. We let him run around the whole time I was there.
Well, I must clean, my apartment looks like a disaster area.