One Down... More to Go
Yip! Yip! Hooray! Another semester down.
10,000+ pages of reading in the past 4 months... countless hours writing reports on most of the text. I'm a little tired. Correction: I'm a lot tired. Sometimes, at the end of a rough semester, it feels like the ole brain has as many holes in it as Swiss cheese. Maybe it does.
FYI. There are people who make a living re-possessing bovines. Bet that's something you didn't know. Only question I have is: how do they hook 'em up to the tow trucks?
10,000+ pages of reading in the past 4 months... countless hours writing reports on most of the text. I'm a little tired. Correction: I'm a lot tired. Sometimes, at the end of a rough semester, it feels like the ole brain has as many holes in it as Swiss cheese. Maybe it does.
FYI. There are people who make a living re-possessing bovines. Bet that's something you didn't know. Only question I have is: how do they hook 'em up to the tow trucks?