SAY YOU'RE STILL COMING
120. Either I'm disintegrating or my scale is fucked.
I decided to skip my class this morning to work on three assignments I neglected this weekend. I've been up and ready since 10:30am and I've done virtually nothing on them. I still have to write one page of workshop material for my class tonight, for tomorrow, a paper on Othello (which I haven't read) and for Wednesday, an essay proposal for my Canadian Literature class. Balls.
Tonight is MACFSC's Halloween Funskate. I want to go, but I haven't got a costume to wear and I'm not sure how to get to the new rink. This should be interesting.
Some more good luck - my car just cost us another $1,000 in repairs... and it still needs more. We got screwed. After all the work that's been/being put into it, it had better last until next summer so that I can actually drive with the top down.
What did I do for Halloween this weekend, you're all wondering? I slept for most of it, shopped for some. I need to stop shopping; at least I buy most stuff on sale. Sleep, however, I need more of.
On a lighter note, I'll be performing in the Vagina Monologues again this year (thanks, Angela), so keep the first weekend in February open.
I wish I could erase the last two months.
I decided to skip my class this morning to work on three assignments I neglected this weekend. I've been up and ready since 10:30am and I've done virtually nothing on them. I still have to write one page of workshop material for my class tonight, for tomorrow, a paper on Othello (which I haven't read) and for Wednesday, an essay proposal for my Canadian Literature class. Balls.
Tonight is MACFSC's Halloween Funskate. I want to go, but I haven't got a costume to wear and I'm not sure how to get to the new rink. This should be interesting.
Some more good luck - my car just cost us another $1,000 in repairs... and it still needs more. We got screwed. After all the work that's been/being put into it, it had better last until next summer so that I can actually drive with the top down.
What did I do for Halloween this weekend, you're all wondering? I slept for most of it, shopped for some. I need to stop shopping; at least I buy most stuff on sale. Sleep, however, I need more of.
On a lighter note, I'll be performing in the Vagina Monologues again this year (thanks, Angela), so keep the first weekend in February open.
I wish I could erase the last two months.