Sleep It Off
I have no idea. I've been out of it for the past 7 hours.
Sunday night I knew that for me to get my reading responses done I would have to go to school and write, otherwise fall asleep. I wrote about Rainbow Boys from 10 till 2am. Called Nate to get picked up. Went to McDonalds. Came back to his place. He played Devil May Cry 3 while I wrote about Catcher in the Rye. He went to bed at like 6 and caught the 6:45am 62 to UWM. There I put my stuff from my Mac onto an EMS PC and onto Word and such... Wrote my paper on Sexy from 8 till 9. Printed. Retrieved Peter. Went to class...
Laurie said that she coudln't find anything about us havinga Board of Ethics so she didn't know what to do for Mr. Goede. Sigh. We dont' know.
Listened to presentations. Kate was social workery. Sybil talked about blacks being underrepresented in our English major. Then talked about the Underground Railroad for some reason?
I needed a nap so I went to Peter's architecture class and slept there. We went to get food and sat next to some guy who was at the Table. Boo on him. Jeremy and Mary came and sat down. Discussed the immigrant walk going on through downtown. ate cookies. gushed over Summerfest bands.
Once again I found out that everyone was expecting me to do the calling for the house we want to live in. Even though Dan and Ben got the number last Thursday. Seriously guys. Can we ever do things for ourselves? Ben supposed to be the one making it up to us by doing the work. Instead he's spent the past week of his life watching nonstop DVD seasons of shows.
I wish I could be that useless.
Instead I called the place. Got a preliminary meeting time. She needs to call us back to confirm it. So i'm sure she won't and we'll be fucked again. Peter and I walked over to it to see it and make more plans...
Our survey printing for Wisco cannot take place until we have the OK to even do it. And it's gonna be really expensive. Like 55 dollars. FACE.
Decided to go home and Peter gave me a ride. Decided to take a nap till like 5 or 6 but I didn't wake up to my alarms. Or my mom calling. Or Ben calling. So I slept till 11 and when I woke up I was so FUCKING PISSED. And just...UPSET. And I still want to hurt things.
So now my GD stuff, which I need to have final versions all done by Thursday, will be a rushy affair. Of course. Which means I need to do all my work on the project tonight after the class because tomorrow will belong to the Lit project and hopefully house seeing. Not to mention I need to print off some stuff from the nice lab... I have no idea how this is all going to occur in one day. But it has to happen.
I also need to find my scholarly journal articles to use as sources for my research paper due next Wednesday. So clearly I wont' be sleep next Tuesday.
And, seriously, again I bring up how much our Wisco survey isn't going to work and blah blah blah.
I'm reall pissed off and upset and rushy. And once I get out of JMC today I'm gonna have to hit the ground running as far as homework.
Hiss.
Sunday night I knew that for me to get my reading responses done I would have to go to school and write, otherwise fall asleep. I wrote about Rainbow Boys from 10 till 2am. Called Nate to get picked up. Went to McDonalds. Came back to his place. He played Devil May Cry 3 while I wrote about Catcher in the Rye. He went to bed at like 6 and caught the 6:45am 62 to UWM. There I put my stuff from my Mac onto an EMS PC and onto Word and such... Wrote my paper on Sexy from 8 till 9. Printed. Retrieved Peter. Went to class...
Laurie said that she coudln't find anything about us havinga Board of Ethics so she didn't know what to do for Mr. Goede. Sigh. We dont' know.
Listened to presentations. Kate was social workery. Sybil talked about blacks being underrepresented in our English major. Then talked about the Underground Railroad for some reason?
I needed a nap so I went to Peter's architecture class and slept there. We went to get food and sat next to some guy who was at the Table. Boo on him. Jeremy and Mary came and sat down. Discussed the immigrant walk going on through downtown. ate cookies. gushed over Summerfest bands.
Once again I found out that everyone was expecting me to do the calling for the house we want to live in. Even though Dan and Ben got the number last Thursday. Seriously guys. Can we ever do things for ourselves? Ben supposed to be the one making it up to us by doing the work. Instead he's spent the past week of his life watching nonstop DVD seasons of shows.
I wish I could be that useless.
Instead I called the place. Got a preliminary meeting time. She needs to call us back to confirm it. So i'm sure she won't and we'll be fucked again. Peter and I walked over to it to see it and make more plans...
Our survey printing for Wisco cannot take place until we have the OK to even do it. And it's gonna be really expensive. Like 55 dollars. FACE.
Decided to go home and Peter gave me a ride. Decided to take a nap till like 5 or 6 but I didn't wake up to my alarms. Or my mom calling. Or Ben calling. So I slept till 11 and when I woke up I was so FUCKING PISSED. And just...UPSET. And I still want to hurt things.
So now my GD stuff, which I need to have final versions all done by Thursday, will be a rushy affair. Of course. Which means I need to do all my work on the project tonight after the class because tomorrow will belong to the Lit project and hopefully house seeing. Not to mention I need to print off some stuff from the nice lab... I have no idea how this is all going to occur in one day. But it has to happen.
I also need to find my scholarly journal articles to use as sources for my research paper due next Wednesday. So clearly I wont' be sleep next Tuesday.
And, seriously, again I bring up how much our Wisco survey isn't going to work and blah blah blah.
I'm reall pissed off and upset and rushy. And once I get out of JMC today I'm gonna have to hit the ground running as far as homework.
Hiss.