Little Fucker - Training Shithead
My cat is a little fucker. So I taught him a lesson. He tried to pee on the couch (or so I believe, he was doing the scratching thing that he does before he pees on something) and so I prompty picked him up and put him in the litter box. I kept him in there for a good 30 minutes. And boy did it test both of our patience. The thing is, either you let him out immediately or you sit it out. To keep him in the litter box after a few minutes and for him to not pee like you wanted confuses the poor cat because he's not sure what you wanted him to do in the litterbox to begin with. If you keep going for a really long time and then let him out without peeing, then he'll probably be frustrated and get angry and start to hate the litterbox and that can cause problems later on, such as him not using the litterbox because he despises it so much. So if you decide to sit it out with him, you'd better fucking sit it out. Because once he figures out what you want from him (I even told him to pretend to pee, I didn't care) and he does it, you let him out and reward him with as much love and praise and happiness that you can give a cat. And then he's like, "Hey, being in this litterbox isn't so bad. If I pee in it more, I may get more rewards." And never, EVER hurt your cat and yell at him while he's in the litterbox. Just coax him into doing what you want him to do. That's the way you've got to train the fucker. Eventually he ended up pooping (which is as good as peeing to me. He used the litterbox and that's all that really matters) and so hopefully this will help the fucker realize that using the litterbox is a wonderful thing. Use the couch, I squirt your ass to high hell with a squirt gun. Use the litterbox, I give you yummy wet cat food and your drug of choice - catnip. Little Shithead will learn.
Aside from that, I got my grades from school back. I got an A in Advanced Calculus, an A in Statistics, an A- in History, and an A- in Algebraic Structures.
The grades that threw me were the Algebraic Structures and that Advanced Calculus. Switch the grades and it would've made sense. I don't fucking know how I got an A in Calc. I never got a grade higher than an A- on a test and there were MANY people who did better than me on the tests. So figure that one out. As for Algebra, that kinda pisses me off. I had the second highest test grade on the first test, the highest test grade on the second test, high homework grades, and I know I didn't bomb that final. So I'm going to have to see the final to see how well I did. I figure it's just my teacher doing the "give only one person in my eight person class an A" thing so that his curve is nicer. I'm really pissed about that A- though. It should've been an A.
As for history, I should've tried to fight for a B+ or A- on my paper. I think that would've given me an A in the class. Part of me doesn't want to deal with it, they're still good grades. But another part of me knows I shouldn't have gotten a B on that paper and it was 15% of the grade. Maybe it was my participation and final exam grade that weren't so hot. The final exam was near the end of finals and I didn't really give a shit about the exam.
Justin and I wrapped presents today. He did the most ingenious thing - he knew I was a sneak and wanted to look at presents. So to keep me from looking in the closet, he took a walmart bag full of lights that I had commented on seeing under his bed (my comment was like, "Oh, there's a walmart bag of something under your bed. Hope it's not my present because I'm going to look at it") and made me think it was his present and put it in the trunk of my car tempted me to look. There was a paper in it that said "SUCKER!" The thing was, this kept me from looking in his closet for my present while he was gone, though he had to tell me to look in the trunk because I am an awesome person and don't look at my presents early.
Okay, that's it.
Aside from that, I got my grades from school back. I got an A in Advanced Calculus, an A in Statistics, an A- in History, and an A- in Algebraic Structures.
The grades that threw me were the Algebraic Structures and that Advanced Calculus. Switch the grades and it would've made sense. I don't fucking know how I got an A in Calc. I never got a grade higher than an A- on a test and there were MANY people who did better than me on the tests. So figure that one out. As for Algebra, that kinda pisses me off. I had the second highest test grade on the first test, the highest test grade on the second test, high homework grades, and I know I didn't bomb that final. So I'm going to have to see the final to see how well I did. I figure it's just my teacher doing the "give only one person in my eight person class an A" thing so that his curve is nicer. I'm really pissed about that A- though. It should've been an A.
As for history, I should've tried to fight for a B+ or A- on my paper. I think that would've given me an A in the class. Part of me doesn't want to deal with it, they're still good grades. But another part of me knows I shouldn't have gotten a B on that paper and it was 15% of the grade. Maybe it was my participation and final exam grade that weren't so hot. The final exam was near the end of finals and I didn't really give a shit about the exam.
Justin and I wrapped presents today. He did the most ingenious thing - he knew I was a sneak and wanted to look at presents. So to keep me from looking in the closet, he took a walmart bag full of lights that I had commented on seeing under his bed (my comment was like, "Oh, there's a walmart bag of something under your bed. Hope it's not my present because I'm going to look at it") and made me think it was his present and put it in the trunk of my car tempted me to look. There was a paper in it that said "SUCKER!" The thing was, this kept me from looking in his closet for my present while he was gone, though he had to tell me to look in the trunk because I am an awesome person and don't look at my presents early.
Okay, that's it.