Damn it feels good to be a gangster.
My parents have an affinity for calling me early in the morning, yes 10 am is early. I forgot their anniversary, I didn't forget it until the day it happened. I always do that. At any rate, after talking to my dad for a couple minutes this morning, and taking a Spanish exam that I made my bitch I feel really good. Don't know why, neither should've been that mood altering but none the less. Of course now I have to study for that godforsaken psych class that I'm in. Really it's pointless, I have NO desire to be a researcher but alas I have to learn about it. Where's the class that teaches you to buy a couch, sit in a chair, listen, and say 'How does that make you feel?'?
On a side note, maintenance finally came by today to fix our light switch that Heather obliterated with my DE .44. I called the dumbshits a week ago. Fixed it the next day when they came by to tell us that the part would have to be ordered (anyone at Campus Lodge knows this means they don't want to do the job). So I fix it, then this morning they come by, I answer the door, they wave the switch in the air and say they're here to fix it, I tell them I took care of it and they smile and say thanks and leave. Maintenance is so lazy around here. This is the first time I've ever fucked with electricianship... the entire house could catch fire, but still they wait and wait and meanwhile we're left with a broken light switch. Oh well, another do-it-yourself miracle under my belt.
Off to study. Then off to exam at 7:30 in the dod Gamn morning. Who does that?
On a side note, maintenance finally came by today to fix our light switch that Heather obliterated with my DE .44. I called the dumbshits a week ago. Fixed it the next day when they came by to tell us that the part would have to be ordered (anyone at Campus Lodge knows this means they don't want to do the job). So I fix it, then this morning they come by, I answer the door, they wave the switch in the air and say they're here to fix it, I tell them I took care of it and they smile and say thanks and leave. Maintenance is so lazy around here. This is the first time I've ever fucked with electricianship... the entire house could catch fire, but still they wait and wait and meanwhile we're left with a broken light switch. Oh well, another do-it-yourself miracle under my belt.
Off to study. Then off to exam at 7:30 in the dod Gamn morning. Who does that?