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01 September 2004 @ 10:11 am
so, during my 8 am Latin Prose Comp Class this morning, the professor looks me right in the eye and is like "you've taken this before, haven't you." and when i say yes, she goes "well, you shouldn't be taking this."

so then i asked what i should be taking, pointing out that i had already asked what i should be taking and they said THIS, and she tells me to ask someone else about Roman Civ.

So I go to ask the other professor what Roman Civ even is, and he's like "oh, the rise of the roman empire, and first century Rome" and when i say that I've taken History of Ancient Rome and a bunch of seminars already, not to mention taking latin for NINE YEARS, he says "you'll be bored to tears".

So in short, nobody knows what i should be taking, there doesn't seem to be anything that I have to take that I haven't taken already, and my advisor (who i've been told is not so advisorial) is not here on Wednesdays.

There's something seriously wrong with the fact that now I'm begging people to let me keep the 8 am class.
 
 
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Kitayama might be taking a picture of this
01 September 2004 @ 11:29 pm
The rat has been kind of mopey the last few days. I think he's lonely because i've been spending so much time at school. tonight he's spent the whole evening curled up right beside me, and looking up at me balefully if i stop petting him.

Much like this:
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He's limping again too. It's not serious, it comes and goes once in a while. He'll just stop using his one back foot for a day or two. It doesn't look any different from his other foot, and he doesn't act like it hurts when i poke it.

I've been thinking about getting him a hetero life partner to ease the boredom of his days alone, and to curl up with during the long Vermont winters. Anybody successfully introduce new rats to a spoiled male rat of roughly 1 year of age?

I can just see me at the petstore: "excuse me, my rat needs to snorfle your rats to see if there is a potential hetero life partner among them."
 
 
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