TAG! Umm... Gee wiz, I don't even know who reads my blog, really. We'll go with:
"At first I didn't pay attention to what was happening with the phone because I knew I neither needed nor wanted to use it." -Mary Ellen Edmunds, Mee Thinks
Red Pandas... are very quiet except for some twittering and whistling communication sounds.
If a Red Panda feels threatened or senses danger, it will often try to scamper up into an inaccessible rock column or a tree. If they can no longer flee, they stand up on their hind legs, which makes them appear somewhat more daunting and allows them the possibility of using the razor-sharp claws on their front paws, which can inflict substantial wounds. Red Pandas are friendly, but are not helpless, and will resist if they feel threatened.
Labels: Favorite Monday
Tuesday: I have class at 9 that I must needs go to. Prolly I guess should study for my biology test, but I’m sort of beyond hope in that class, anyway, so I don’t know how worth it that will be. Maybe I will take the test tomorrow, too.
Also have Walking Time with Vicky at 3.
Also should probably buy groceries.
Funtimes with Uffish?
Wednesday: Class, and then my Bio test if I don’t take it Tuesday, and then class again, and then walking time and meditating time outside, and then class again, and then meeting with the bishopric dood. I hate Wednesdays.
Thursday: Class, Walking time with Vicky, funtimes with Uffish? I guess I really should talk to her about when exactly we are having funtimes. Possibly also funtimes with Chilly, we need to decide if this is final or not.
Friday: No class. I think I’ll try to get over to the temple in the morning and clean my room and the living room/kitchen. Haven’t done any of that in a long time and it needs it. Then there is Top Secret stuff in the night with Awesome People.
Saturday: We aren’t sure about the morning and stuff. Afternoon there is apparently Holi, but I’m also going with Chilly to YW conference and therefore might have to forgo Holi (sorry,
Sunday: Probably your typical, dreaded day. Only it’ll be Fast Sunday, so probably more dreaded because we’ll end up remembering even more clearly what happened last Fast Sunday (my brain works that way).
And here is my plea for help. Did I forget anything?
Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind?
Haste, to your Heavenly Father's throne,
And sweet refreshment find.
His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day;
I'll drop my burden at His feet.
and bear a song away.