well...after the linear algebra exam, feel very happy! feel like laughing an evil laugh like clay did in "can't touch this" ha ha haaaah!!!! ok, the exam wasn't that great but it was miles better than the mid term. at least i managed to finish the paper on time. and i think i managed to get those that i could get. even some of the proving questions i managed to do. yay! not that i will get an A or anything, a B is a miracle already. but at least, i think, i won't fail. one down. 4 more to go!

so anyway, want to share this thing that i found: diary of a cluppy

November 17 2005

Dear Diary,

When you are a famous dog like me, sometimes you have to do things other dogs never get to do, like give Inner Views. Inner Views are when a girl human comes to Aunt Jaymes's house and sits on the sofa and blinks and barks at My Clay, and My Clay yap, yap, yaps back (just like a Sheltie), so I can't even get a bark in edgewise. But that's okay. I don't mind. Becoss really, all I have to do is walk around until the human notices me, and usually they forget all about My Clay and his yapping. Let's face it - I'm a dog. I'm so cute that I don't even have to bark to get attention. And it was nice to meet a girl human who likes My Clay and pets me a whole lot, and isn't yelping "I LOVE YOU CLAY" right in his face. She was probably thinking it, though.

Anyway, me and My Clay have been going to Tour again, of course, but this time, we not only have a few different humans with us, but we've also got a bunch of trees and a thing that looks kind of like a house, but doesn't have any roof on it for some reason. (I hope My Clay isn't thinking of using that thing as our house in The Place That Was Named After Me! That's not much better than the dadgum pile of dirt, for goodness sake!!) And the trees aren't even real -- I know, because I smelled them. Goodness! Squirrels don't live in fake trees, doesn't anybody know that but me? My Clay says they're supposed to be Christmas trees, but I think he's just saying that to take my mind off the no squirrels thing.

Still, this Going to Tour is very fun!! Besides the new humans and My Clay, all my favorite humans are on The Bus - Uncle Nick, Aunt Mary, Aunt Jaymes, and even Jerome! And Sarge and his pretzels! I love everything about going to Tour. One of my favorite things to do is to sit with My Clay on The Bus with his paw around me. And sometimes he'll kiss me on the head (but without using his tongue - don't ask me why), and I kiss his hand (using my tongue, the way you *should* when you kiss somebody), until he hides it under his shirts and tells me to "stop lickin' me - you're getting' on my nerves!" But of course I don't. Just because I love him like crazy doesn't mean I'm going to just do anything he wants.

Like, sometimes he'll call me and I'll be busy doing something else, like trying to get a pretzel out from under the seat cushion, or thinking about how good a chicken leg would taste right now, or maybe even chewing on a McDonald's wrapper. You know, dogs don't always have to do everything their humans want. On the one paw, sure, you love your human lots and lots and you want to make him happy. But on the other paw, sometimes you want to make you happy more. Besides, humans don't always care what you want, either.

Lately, My Clay has been barking about putting me on a Die It. I'm not sure what that is, but anything with the word "Die" in it doesn't sound like a good thing to me. But I think it might have something to do with The Vet telling My Clay I'm too fat, which I am NOT. I'm FLUFFY, that's all. My Clay just laughed and said I have big bones.

Big bones??? I hope that means it's soon time for dinner.

Love,
Raleigh