Oct 13, 2007 01:11
I had a job at a trade center... I lost a job at the trade center the next day. Seems they didn't see that I only wanted 12 hours a week and they already worked me 20 in 2 days with half as many breaks. grrr. No other job, no other money.
School is well, I'm taking another stab at calculus but on-line this time. I'm just a little above the class average in everything but I have a midterm on Sunday. I'm Acing my paralegal class, but I have a final on Mon and after that I need to arrange my life for the coming fall. I just got a 90% on an anatomy and physiology bone test where I had to know all the DAMN bones and their markings. This would be fine if my teacher wasn't always 15 minutes late to class, sometimes 30 when he's in the building. It's nice to know I'll never be late, even when he answers his phone in class... Health is eh, it was my job for 3 years, I better get an A in it. The dog, Rocky is good. My anger still seems to pop out time to time in earth shattering bolts, aaand... uum, I haven't been going to the gym or running, yet my blood pressure is down because I've been drinking 1 glass of wine every other night. Its 40 degrees here. Finally I'm coming home, my Michigan car is being shipped on the 7th and now I need to buy my $175 plane tickets (gasp! So cheap!) and I need to start begging people for jobs so I can get my credit card under control. Bed time!