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Nothing like internet slapfights to remind me of the irony that my chosen profession consists of communicating with other talking monkeys, when there are few things I loathe more. Ah well. (Yes, my defense mechanism of choice when faced with an argument wherein everyone dismisses everyone else is dismissal. What's a girl to do?)
Though I may be insufficient as a monkey, I'm at least a virtuous dogmom this week. Gretchen even managed to pay attention to at least three-fourths of class before turning into a raging spaz. Pretty good considering how many weeks we've missed lately.
And most important, I've finally stayed up late enough to see both of the teahouse foxes go to sleep. I'm kind of sad for the backyard fox, who suffers from gigantism and is too big to sleep indoors.
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Nothing like internet slapfights to remind me of the irony that my chosen profession consists of communicating with other talking monkeys, when there are few things I loathe more. Ah well. (Yes, my defense mechanism of choice when faced with an argument wherein everyone dismisses everyone else is dismissal. What's a girl to do?)
Though I may be insufficient as a monkey, I'm at least a virtuous dogmom this week. Gretchen even managed to pay attention to at least three-fourths of class before turning into a raging spaz. Pretty good considering how many weeks we've missed lately.
And most important, I've finally stayed up late enough to see both of the teahouse foxes go to sleep. I'm kind of sad for the backyard fox, who suffers from gigantism and is too big to sleep indoors.