Jan 20, 2009 12:31
I started my day with Experimental Psychology. Dr. Talgar seems nice. I have to admit, when I walked into the door, I thought she was a grad student. Oops. My bad. I'm actually seeing her again soon. 1pm to be exact. I kinda want to walk in and say, "Miss me? I'm one of the girls that isn't named Brittany." We have 3 Brittanys and a Brittania.
My day is done at 2:15. Woot. I'm sad about my work schedule. I thought gamers was starting next Tuesday. If I knew when the first meeting was, I wouldn't have scheduled to work 8 to midnight. I feel bad for Andy. He had class from 8:30-9:45, work from noon to 4 and then class from 5:30 to 9:40. Poor boy. He deserves lots of hugs for that. But unfortunately he'll have to visit me in order to get said hugs. Silly desk. At least I'll have some books to keep me occupied. Current book: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Why? Because Hunter S. Thompson is insane and insane people entertain me. That's why I became a psych major.
And because the telly was on when I walked in, Welcome to the Presidency Obama.
And to the Navy Sea Chanters Choir--you're good, but I didn't hear the altos and basses until "Rockets red glare..." Work on that and your shanties.
Off to class!