Mom's Shop
Well, we moved the last of the books out of my playroom and into Mom's shop. The playroom is a whirlwind of boxes and crap, but it can wait for a rainy day. There are still little things that have to be done to the shop, like signs and dividers and stuff, but thats ok. I still have to catalogue all the books and the overstock, but that can be done during the winter months.
My degree ran into a road block. It was complete, almost in my hands, and then one instructor decided to be a lazy ass and not input his grades. And then he got dismissed. I have to retake the course. The biotech degree was dropped due to the economy, so I have to find something else. (At least the biotech degree money was refunded.)
Dud is still Dud. Still a dick. Grandma is still a bitch. My sister is still in over her head. Mom is getting flakier. My friends are still distant, but around.
Andi is settling down finally, (the puppy) and the little dog is getting a new life to her.
I have started to turn my stories into actual non-copyright infringeable fic. It takes some of the darkness away.
Thats all.
My degree ran into a road block. It was complete, almost in my hands, and then one instructor decided to be a lazy ass and not input his grades. And then he got dismissed. I have to retake the course. The biotech degree was dropped due to the economy, so I have to find something else. (At least the biotech degree money was refunded.)
Dud is still Dud. Still a dick. Grandma is still a bitch. My sister is still in over her head. Mom is getting flakier. My friends are still distant, but around.
Andi is settling down finally, (the puppy) and the little dog is getting a new life to her.
I have started to turn my stories into actual non-copyright infringeable fic. It takes some of the darkness away.
Thats all.