I got back from Rochester at 14:00 today. I left here at 01:00 Sunday morning. And of course I left without telling anyone.
I was supposed to come home yesterday, but at my CRP consultation, they decided that I should have a screening for ADD, since I showed up in many of their indicators. That was 10:30 this morning. I had it done, and I didn't rate high enough to recommend testing by a real doctor, but high enough in certain areas that they wanted me to see a doctor to find out what it is. That's happening 16 August. I'm Defective!
But I got into CRP, and now that almost everything else is settled (a nice little Housing Ops fuckjob is delaying my finding out where I'm currently set to live...). So, (officially)
I are student once more. Tard Camp Ahoy!
I think that the "Project-Based Calculus III" they put me in will kill me. If those "projects" mean working with people, that is. I hate people.
This trip, and the last week of mad spending, has left my bank account with -$105 in it. Ouch. I don't really know how I got it that far into the negative.
The newer PowerBook should arrive tomorrow. Hopefully, it's a Pismo like I wanted, and not a Lombard. It's a 400MHz G3, and that was used in both. It doesn't help that they have identical casings. I'll make whatever it is I get work.