i have suspicions that this might have some relation to the dental floss he ate two days ago, and i really hope it works through soon because i do NOT want to make that trip to the vet. Neither does he.
If you don't have Laxatone hairball remedy ready to hand, a teaspoon or two of plain petroleum jelly works wonders for greasing up the works. However, it might be best to call the vet first, because if little cat is showing signs of distress, the dental floss might already be hitching up the doings. I'm kinda concerned, now that I think about it, because in the ordinary course of things, that should have passed through by now. I don't suppose you have made a close study of his efforts in the litter box?
Cat~ma, erin.
Stuff I'd like to know: how come I feel the strong need to escape from any sort of political discussion, yet most of my academic papers are devoted to research of deeply-related subjects and burning potatos of political issues?
Signed,
She who carfully walks between the keyboard keys
how come I feel the strong need to escape from any sort of political discussion, yet most of my academic papers are devoted to research of deeply-related subjects and burning potatos of political issues?
In writing your papers, the papers don't talk back to you. You don't have to worry what the papers think of you. You don't have to figure out how to live with the papers regardless of how they think of you. You don't have to worry that the papers can completely make life miserable for you if they get their way when they are wrong, wrong, wrong, at least not the way that people can. Maybe? I don't know.
Maybe.
I'm just wondering how I've gone so fast from "oh no, I'm not even gonna try to handle with that burning potato" to "ohhh! Cool subject! Shiny!".
Maybe that's what theoretical writing can do to you. And if so, it should come with a warning on it. Because right now? I'm somewhat terrified of just typing the email of approving the topic of the future paper.
That's so the last year I'm doing anything with regarding to economics, so said the Shir.
If I may request some job~ma for Tom? He has a phone interview with a company in New Orleans in about 15 minutes.
Snnaaaaaaake - wait, no snake.
Oh, my. Tom says he thinks they want to hire him.
EEEP!
Good luck! I hope it works out.
