There it is R2. Dagobah...I'm not picking up any cities or technology. Massive life form readings, though. There's something alive down there.Today I finished spring vacation. I spent the last week relaxing at my parents' house and a few in between hanging out with my friend Amy in Boston. Now I am back in Amherst, getting ready to write some final papers for classes which will most likely consume the days, nights, and weeks ahead. By now I've gotten used to certain times of the semester being a bit more of a headache than others.
You will go to the Dagobah System. There you will learn from Yoda, the Jedi Master who instructed me.
My little puppito does not adjust so well to the changes in schedule. He likes to play. A LOT. If I so much as sneeze he will take this as an invitation to play, and will begin to search the apartment frantically for any light weight projectile object for me to toss around for his amusement.
You will go to the Dagobah System. There you will learn from Yoda, the Jedi Master who instructed me.
My little puppito does not adjust so well to the changes in schedule. He likes to play. A LOT. If I so much as sneeze he will take this as an invitation to play, and will begin to search the apartment frantically for any light weight projectile object for me to toss around for his amusement.
Dagobah: an outer rim planet in the Dagobah System. A remote world of swamps and forests, it served as refuge for Master Jedi Yoda during his exile, but otherwise has no notable intelligent life form.
I've gotten pretty good at reading a book with one hand while mechanically throwing a chew toy with the other. On days when I am especially agile, I can even drink a cup of hot coffee at the same time.
I've gotten pretty good at reading a book with one hand while mechanically throwing a chew toy with the other. On days when I am especially agile, I can even drink a cup of hot coffee at the same time.
Mudhole?! Slimy?! My home this is!
Well, back to my pal's mood disorder. Whenever we return to Amherst from a trip to my parents' house, my little Lemon falls into a deep funk. After having spent the week conspiring with my mother's two Japaneses Chins, being fed bits of steak and hamburger from my father's dinner plate, running around a fenced backyard, and hanging out with the local mutts on my block, it's hard for my dog to adjust back to the solitude of grad school life.
Well, back to my pal's mood disorder. Whenever we return to Amherst from a trip to my parents' house, my little Lemon falls into a deep funk. After having spent the week conspiring with my mother's two Japaneses Chins, being fed bits of steak and hamburger from my father's dinner plate, running around a fenced backyard, and hanging out with the local mutts on my block, it's hard for my dog to adjust back to the solitude of grad school life.
Yes, I'm sure it's perfectly safe for droids.
I see him searching around my apartment and backyard for a trail scent of path that will lead him back to his other life. But we are too far from home now.
That's right R2, we're going to the Dagobah System. I have a promise to keep...to an old friend.
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