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This morning, I slept in a whole hour more than I should have, and consequently decided to skip my morning class and enjoy an hour of lazy, lazy Internet fun rather than doing the Right Thing and studying for my Linguistics test this afternoon.
Unfortunately, I decided to watch a video which included the sound of mewing cats. This prompted Oliver to come racing into my room from the living room, where he had been napping on the couch, and starts barking at me. It took a while for me to figure out what was going on, since Oliver will bark at me for a lot of reasons, first among them irritation at not being fed, and I had to stop and make sure I'd done that this morning. When I figured out it was the cats setting him off, I closed the tab the mewing kitty was in... only to reveal a tab full of pictures of cats. This had very little impact on the barking.
I should probably mention here that Oliver appears to have taken the tortoiseshell who lives in the building behind mine as his Sworn Enemy. He's never had any particular interest in cats or indeed enemies before now, being an extremely lazy little dog, so I can only attribute this to apartment boredom.
Eventually he climbed up on my lap to have a better look at the laptop, realized that it was not a live cat I had hidden on the desk, and subsided.
Unfortunately, I decided to watch a video which included the sound of mewing cats. This prompted Oliver to come racing into my room from the living room, where he had been napping on the couch, and starts barking at me. It took a while for me to figure out what was going on, since Oliver will bark at me for a lot of reasons, first among them irritation at not being fed, and I had to stop and make sure I'd done that this morning. When I figured out it was the cats setting him off, I closed the tab the mewing kitty was in... only to reveal a tab full of pictures of cats. This had very little impact on the barking.
I should probably mention here that Oliver appears to have taken the tortoiseshell who lives in the building behind mine as his Sworn Enemy. He's never had any particular interest in cats or indeed enemies before now, being an extremely lazy little dog, so I can only attribute this to apartment boredom.
Eventually he climbed up on my lap to have a better look at the laptop, realized that it was not a live cat I had hidden on the desk, and subsided.
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Anyway, do you want me to send you the notes from today's lecture? She also handed us the response paper back.
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And... dammit. Maybe mine will be there on Monday? Or d'you think I should go by and see her office hours?
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I think that she probably will bring them on Monday because there was still a pile by the end of class. And… wow, when is her office hour after all? o_o