day in a life

my dogs are chewing bones by my feet, rather disgusting. my friend gives them real bull bones every now and then. I prefer chocolate raisins for myself. But tomorrow is Spock's birthday, he'll be 8 years old. getting senile, naw he'll always be my little pup. I bought him a frisbee for his birthday because he's on a diet.

I have said this about a million times but I'm gonna say it again. There is so much to do for school, there is an endless list of projects and here I am spending time on lit net, witch is a lot more fun but dosen't help a lot.

I have taken a brake from writing my story, I just don't have the time anymore... gonna try and find some but it just has to wait.