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the feedback for my paper on flaws in contemporary Christianity:
"excellent paper. detailed, informative, and well-crafted. i appreciate the time and effort you expended on this project."
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...good thing i spent simply dozens of seconds writing it ;)
in other news, i had to take my kitten to the vet yesterday because she decided to try and eat a bar of soap. now, i have already pretty well established in my own mind that my kitten is stupid. very cute, but also very stupid. this is evidenced by her staggering inability to avoid large, immobile, inanimate objects, such as bookshelves or walls, and running into such objects while zooming around the house at approximately sixty-five miles an hour. but even with that in mind, it is to a new level of silliness that she has taken this decision to munch on some soap. i base this conclusion in physiological instincts; that is, i learned some years back that the reason some things taste bitter is that that's your body telling you it's bad for you. for example, if you tried to eat a straight-up blueberry off the bush, it would taste bitter as hell, because it's poisonous. so, under that theory, you would assume that my tiny cat would figure out after the intial soap-snacking that that was not a good idea. not the case. as i was picking my way through numerous small piles of cat puke, i came across her trying once again to go 99-cent menu on that soap, which could only mean that she had tried at least once already to digest it, with the aforementioned stomach-churning results. in any event, to make a long story longer, the vet said that although soap is admittedly not accepted to be the pinnacle of nutrition, it probably didn't hurt her much either. he advised me to keep the soap out of her reach, which should be interesting considering that her new favorite hangout is the bathroom sink, which i haven't figured out a reason for yet either. maybe cause it's round. but it's disconcerting to stumble starry-eyed soon after waking up into the bathroom to find a cat curled up in the frigging sink.
but i wouldn't trade her for anything. ;D
"excellent paper. detailed, informative, and well-crafted. i appreciate the time and effort you expended on this project."
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...good thing i spent simply dozens of seconds writing it ;)
in other news, i had to take my kitten to the vet yesterday because she decided to try and eat a bar of soap. now, i have already pretty well established in my own mind that my kitten is stupid. very cute, but also very stupid. this is evidenced by her staggering inability to avoid large, immobile, inanimate objects, such as bookshelves or walls, and running into such objects while zooming around the house at approximately sixty-five miles an hour. but even with that in mind, it is to a new level of silliness that she has taken this decision to munch on some soap. i base this conclusion in physiological instincts; that is, i learned some years back that the reason some things taste bitter is that that's your body telling you it's bad for you. for example, if you tried to eat a straight-up blueberry off the bush, it would taste bitter as hell, because it's poisonous. so, under that theory, you would assume that my tiny cat would figure out after the intial soap-snacking that that was not a good idea. not the case. as i was picking my way through numerous small piles of cat puke, i came across her trying once again to go 99-cent menu on that soap, which could only mean that she had tried at least once already to digest it, with the aforementioned stomach-churning results. in any event, to make a long story longer, the vet said that although soap is admittedly not accepted to be the pinnacle of nutrition, it probably didn't hurt her much either. he advised me to keep the soap out of her reach, which should be interesting considering that her new favorite hangout is the bathroom sink, which i haven't figured out a reason for yet either. maybe cause it's round. but it's disconcerting to stumble starry-eyed soon after waking up into the bathroom to find a cat curled up in the frigging sink.
but i wouldn't trade her for anything. ;D