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Spent yesterday helping Megan and Hardin move into their new place. Urrgh...they were living in a third floor apartment...fun. But I got free pizza out of the deal, so that was nice.
The power was still off at Lise's yesterday, since Jeff never came home the night before, and still wasn't back in time for them to go to the power company and get it turned back on. So she came over and did a couple loads of laundry. I fed her, as well, because she apparently hadn't eaten in awhile. And then we hung out in the AC and light and watched a few movies.
[edit. Lise just called. $200 had gone missing from her house the other night, and she thought maybe Jeff had taken it. Turns out she's not the only one who had money taken. Jeff had just cashed a paycheck. So about $1700 total is gone. Yeesh.]
Talked to my academic adviser today about my classes for Winter Quarter. Looks like I'll be doing the 8am thing again, even though I swore that off. Perhaps if I swore off some other things, 8am wouldn't be such a big deal. I mean, it's either 8am or take a class with that bitch who taught my Interior Graphics class this past Winter. Uh...no.
And if I continue working what I've been working at Pasticcio...that'll be Sunday, Monday, Friday, Saturday, with mixed shifts of SA and Expo. Which is a tip-out check every week and a paycheck every two. Live-able.
Got a really random phonecall from my mom last night around 9:45.
"Hey, Kat, whatcha up to?"
"Hangin' with Lise."
"Oh, yeah? You do that a lot."
"Uh...yeah."
"So how was work this morning?"
"Err...I quit."
"You quit?! Why?"
"Got fed up."
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"I was going to..."
"Have you found anything to replace it?"
"Not yet."
"Okay. Well, anyway. Your new license came in the mail today."
"Cool."
"So you're going to come to lunch on Saturday, right?"
"Yep. That's the plan. And I guess I'll pick up my license then."
"Ok. Talk to you later."
"Talk to you later. I love you."
"Uh-huh. Bye."
Whatthefuck am I supposed to make of that?! She confuses me sometimes. But I guess that's kinda mutual. We need to just talk.
The power was still off at Lise's yesterday, since Jeff never came home the night before, and still wasn't back in time for them to go to the power company and get it turned back on. So she came over and did a couple loads of laundry. I fed her, as well, because she apparently hadn't eaten in awhile. And then we hung out in the AC and light and watched a few movies.
[edit. Lise just called. $200 had gone missing from her house the other night, and she thought maybe Jeff had taken it. Turns out she's not the only one who had money taken. Jeff had just cashed a paycheck. So about $1700 total is gone. Yeesh.]
Talked to my academic adviser today about my classes for Winter Quarter. Looks like I'll be doing the 8am thing again, even though I swore that off. Perhaps if I swore off some other things, 8am wouldn't be such a big deal. I mean, it's either 8am or take a class with that bitch who taught my Interior Graphics class this past Winter. Uh...no.
And if I continue working what I've been working at Pasticcio...that'll be Sunday, Monday, Friday, Saturday, with mixed shifts of SA and Expo. Which is a tip-out check every week and a paycheck every two. Live-able.
Got a really random phonecall from my mom last night around 9:45.
"Hey, Kat, whatcha up to?"
"Hangin' with Lise."
"Oh, yeah? You do that a lot."
"Uh...yeah."
"So how was work this morning?"
"Err...I quit."
"You quit?! Why?"
"Got fed up."
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"I was going to..."
"Have you found anything to replace it?"
"Not yet."
"Okay. Well, anyway. Your new license came in the mail today."
"Cool."
"So you're going to come to lunch on Saturday, right?"
"Yep. That's the plan. And I guess I'll pick up my license then."
"Ok. Talk to you later."
"Talk to you later. I love you."
"Uh-huh. Bye."
Whatthefuck am I supposed to make of that?! She confuses me sometimes. But I guess that's kinda mutual. We need to just talk.