Day 69

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Today... well, today went by really fast, then really slow. I woke up around 11, ate breakfast, and hung out with the dog. Then I started folding up my clothes, packing things up in my giant suitcase to take back to school, and hung out with the dog again. I helped my mom move some furniture around (because my father is incapable of/doesn't care about centering things), hung out with the dog, and packed some more. The urge for the "after-breakfast siesta", as Mom calls it, hit us both at the same time, so we took a nap. Then I hung out with the dog and finished packing. Sounds exciting, right? Well this was the part of the day that went by quickly.

The minute I sat behind the wheel to drive the hour back to Athens, time slowed down. I swear, it's like the batteries in the clock of the universe were dying and the earth stopped spinning as quickly. The orbit of the planets around the sun and the sun around the center of the galaxy slowed down. Get the picture? I really didn't want to come back.. I want it to be summer! It didn't help that it was German workbook time again. I just finished, and they suck just as much as I remember. Ugh. I did get this really cute personal pizza from a Taco Bell/Pizza Hut Express, along with this giant cup of pink lemonade. Non-caffeinated and still tasty!

Day 5

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My dog is an idiot. I've always known he has a screw or six loose upstairs, but sometimes I wonder if his previous owners didn't feed him stupid for breakfast as a puppy.
After class, I went back to my house, partly because I have a few things I have to do back in the hometown this weekend, but also because I have so much crap that I couldn't fit it all in my suitcase. No one was home when I came in, and someone had forgotten to put him in his kennel. He likes to chew his blankets up, mostly the red one up there. Somehow, he managed to chew a hole big enough to put his head through, but not having opposable thumbs, he couldn't get himself back out of it.
I didn't have a camera at the time, but try to picture the scene that I saw:
Snoopy, my dachshund, with his head through a red fleece blanket that was wrapped completely around him (he put one of his back legs through a smaller hole in the other end of the blanket) as well as our dining room table (so that he couldn't move too far), and eating a house plant. This is the same animal who, last year, almost hung himself by jumping off the porch with a leash attached to the grill, making the leash too short to reach to the ground, and who also decided that eating salt water taffy wrappers out of the trash would be a good idea.
I swear, if he was human, he'd be the one in the looney bin who ate crayons and rolled his crap into little balls.