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Good lord, I hate Business Law and Small Business management. I don't even want to open my own funeral home, not in a billion, squillion years. Just want to be an embalmer. Work for an established funeral home, have an embalming lab down in the basement decorated with glass jars on a shelf. Listen to audio books during work. >:C
But it's required, those dumb classes, since most people want their own funeral homes. A million pain-in-the steps and forms, people try to sue you, property taxes, re-ordering inventory, having to set up the whole thing, insurance, employees, blegh. What's the appeal in that? Money, I guess. For them. But if I'm getting paid enough for rent, internet, and a cat (and food, I suppose?), the rest is just emergency money.
Tunica Adventitia, Pleural Cavity, Aponeurosis
There's so darn much anatomy to do. Tuesday: A test on everything we've learned since January. In theory, it's not too bad, but I'm not sure what I don't know. If that makes sense. I feel like I know everything I need to know, which makes me wonder what I'm not...
I'm boring myself with this entry even. Jeez.
Distal Thoughts
No art for a while. My computer has something most dreadfully wrong with it and will not go past the start screen, and if I tried fixing it now, I'd just end up upsetting myself big time, so it's the Netbook for now. Un/fortunately, netbook doesn't have a tablet hookup.
You were all right about not being paranoid about The A-Team Deathschool Clique. They wouldn't shun a person if they slipped up. Still, I don't want to slip up. Imagine if every single one of them gets inducted into the Death Eaters and I don't? Of all the worst things that could happen that wou-
no.
But it's required, those dumb classes, since most people want their own funeral homes. A million pain-in-the steps and forms, people try to sue you, property taxes, re-ordering inventory, having to set up the whole thing, insurance, employees, blegh. What's the appeal in that? Money, I guess. For them. But if I'm getting paid enough for rent, internet, and a cat (and food, I suppose?), the rest is just emergency money.
Tunica Adventitia, Pleural Cavity, Aponeurosis
There's so darn much anatomy to do. Tuesday: A test on everything we've learned since January. In theory, it's not too bad, but I'm not sure what I don't know. If that makes sense. I feel like I know everything I need to know, which makes me wonder what I'm not...
I'm boring myself with this entry even. Jeez.
Distal Thoughts
No art for a while. My computer has something most dreadfully wrong with it and will not go past the start screen, and if I tried fixing it now, I'd just end up upsetting myself big time, so it's the Netbook for now. Un/fortunately, netbook doesn't have a tablet hookup.
You were all right about not being paranoid about The A-Team Deathschool Clique. They wouldn't shun a person if they slipped up. Still, I don't want to slip up. Imagine if every single one of them gets inducted into the Death Eaters and I don't? Of all the worst things that could happen that wou-
no.