PSA
PLEASE READ
I don't know who reads this and who doesn't anymore. Comments are rare and not indicative so I am going to do an f-list cut. If you would still like to be part of my f-list, respond in a comment so I know not to cut you.
I love you all but I don't know if you love me back.
On a less emo note [that really was not meant to sound weepy, though it kinda does], this paper is slaying me. Oh wait, this is pretty emo too. This stupid paper. I should have started earlier.
Anyway. I went to do more phone banking at Planned Parenthood today. It was really super fun. We called Yakima and we got a surprisingly good [and old] crowd. Most of the people were really nice. I got 134 calls in before leaving.
When I got back I had two post-it notes, one saying that Alex was looking for me [to talk about the paper, I was sure] and one saying that Eli was looking for me [to find his CD -- his "baby"]. I found Alex, who had written a grand total of a sentence and a half, and persuaded him to write his paper. Then I dropped the CD off in Eli's room. It's a good CD.
Alex stopped by a few minutes ago with Paris. I think he's at 3.5 pages now. I'm just at 4 pages.
I went to Safeway with Brian and Ryan and picked up a ton of random stuff. Yay. I picked up some peppermint white chocolate coffee creamer and it's delicious. I just made some really heavy coffee and now I feel oddly sleepy. Funny.
Thursday is the Haunted Hospital planning meeting. North Hall, one of the dorms on campus, is an old hospital. So every Halloween they make it into a haunted house, and apparently it's fucking scary. Also, they want people to act in/plan it. And I'm super excited. It's my favorite holiday, after all.
Also, I need to get my hands on some baking supplies so I can make my pan de muerto. I'll get on that.
I don't know who reads this and who doesn't anymore. Comments are rare and not indicative so I am going to do an f-list cut. If you would still like to be part of my f-list, respond in a comment so I know not to cut you.
I love you all but I don't know if you love me back.
On a less emo note [that really was not meant to sound weepy, though it kinda does], this paper is slaying me. Oh wait, this is pretty emo too. This stupid paper. I should have started earlier.
Anyway. I went to do more phone banking at Planned Parenthood today. It was really super fun. We called Yakima and we got a surprisingly good [and old] crowd. Most of the people were really nice. I got 134 calls in before leaving.
When I got back I had two post-it notes, one saying that Alex was looking for me [to talk about the paper, I was sure] and one saying that Eli was looking for me [to find his CD -- his "baby"]. I found Alex, who had written a grand total of a sentence and a half, and persuaded him to write his paper. Then I dropped the CD off in Eli's room. It's a good CD.
Alex stopped by a few minutes ago with Paris. I think he's at 3.5 pages now. I'm just at 4 pages.
I went to Safeway with Brian and Ryan and picked up a ton of random stuff. Yay. I picked up some peppermint white chocolate coffee creamer and it's delicious. I just made some really heavy coffee and now I feel oddly sleepy. Funny.
Thursday is the Haunted Hospital planning meeting. North Hall, one of the dorms on campus, is an old hospital. So every Halloween they make it into a haunted house, and apparently it's fucking scary. Also, they want people to act in/plan it. And I'm super excited. It's my favorite holiday, after all.
Also, I need to get my hands on some baking supplies so I can make my pan de muerto. I'll get on that.