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walking doggies was nice.. :)) i got kissed by a huskie!! and dougy has put on weight... he doesn't seem as afraid of people as he used to be, although when we walked him he still skulks very close to the ground.. :( why do people beat dogs? mostly they aren't malicious, and we don't live in kampung days anymore where strays will steal your chickens. dougy is a poor traumatised soul.... i think he's possibly even autistic--or whatever that translates to in a dog.

just about all the dogs (the usual ones, in my kennel.. not the MILLIONS of dogs in the pound) were walked yesterday, which was nice :) pity we couldn't walk them longer.. but then there are just too many. and that's the problem, isn't it? people who abandon dogs ought to be whipped. cats don't have it so bad--they're generally quite resourceful, and people seem more terrified of stray dogs that they think will eat their kids. and good too, i'd say. screeching-toy-throwing kids on trains ought to be muzzled like rottweilers

why is there so much work? why, why? i'm having pretty much fun doing what i realise i now like (lit), but having to do other stuff kinda skews my attention (ie EL, evo). anyway week's now technically over... just 2 minor errands then i'm off to see doggies!!!! bought a neon yellow ball for the mals.... :)))) things have never been so swell. it's gonna be a Perfect Day.

i've always suspected it--now i think it might be true. amazing the insights you get when you're high on caffeine and can't sleep. i'm not really bothered about it; still, it is something new for me...... it usually takes a major upheaval to get me this reflexive; it's a positively wordsworthian moment.

i think i need more nature... more flora.. and fauna!!! DOGGGGGSSSS yess. i need walkies soon. going crazy cooped in this little cell with a ceiling fan that exerts pseudo rocket g-forces on me. if there is a good reason to get up each morning it is that it helps me get through the day.. i need to do meaningful things, rather than sleep in or mug school readings.

i need dog therapy :)))

am sorely disappointed.. was going to buy a pair of adidas on offer at the forum today but the shoe was too narrow for my foot (left). it's a bit aggravating sometimes, having to drag around a deformed foot in slippers cuz normal shoes don't fit. it's almost enough to give one a complex. for the record i'm not sloppy k... not footwear-wise, anyway. yeah i do quite like the FAS bum look but that's not why i wear slippers.

have managed to survive another week yet again and everything seems fine :)) i'm really enjoying my lit mods (surprisingly) and worrying over my el one (which was totally unexpected..) trying to figure out how to write a science paper and whether science papers should read like it was written by a human. overall good kinds of stress (i think) and looking forward to seeing doggies tmrrw.. wooOOAH!! :)))

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just watched 2001: A Space Odyssey. being the proletariat that i am, i'd have the say that the ending didn't make much sense.. or any that really appealed to me (yes i've been reading up on interpretations.. someone claims that the aging sequence was an afterthought, and that Kubrick mentioned that before Dave was simply meant to wander around till he found the monolith. does that make any sense now, then?)

for the first 20 minutes, i endured men in monkey suits jumping around and waving bones.. then at least 30 minutes worth of trippy psychadelic lights during the movie proper. why? why??? why do this to me??????? i wasted 2+hrs of my life watching something that i feel pressured to understand.. or at least pretend to. i do get the tropes, yes. even the freaky alien conspiracies. but it don't mean much to me.

(i must admit though--that Hal is possibly the creepiest computer program i've ever encountered in fiction)