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I am officially done at Subway! And since then, have gotten called in to work twice. Ah, the ridiculousness of my co-workers.
Have had a busy August, and as of Saturday it picks up again. Freddy Bissonet golf tournament Saturday, meaning I drive to Outlook to pick up Kelsey.
Sunday I blindly start attempting to pack up again. Since switching rooms with Hailey, I made the stupid mistake of unpacking a lot and not thinking that I have to pack it all up again soon.
Monday I start my math prep course at the University, at the ungodly hour of 8:30 am. I weep.
Next Sunday I move into residence. I will hopefully be assigned a room/roommate before then (stupid University mail takes forever to get sent).
In less than three weeks I start University. Hmm.
Two nights ago I had a neat dream. Anyone seen "Who Wants to Be a Superhero" on Sci-Fi? It was kind of like that, where I was a contestant named Naiad (Don't. Ask.) Things somehow turned really sinister, one guy who wore rusty orange/brown went insane and tore a store apart. There was an old guy there, the director or something, and the guy in the orange got really violent with him. The old guy slit his throat but he didn't do a good job of it apparently, since the younger guy was still screaming and managed to ram a bo staff though the old guy.
Yeah. Cah-razy. First time in a while I've recognized blood in my dreams.
Working on a piece of art. For a story. Related to X-Men. My geekery is showing so much that I will only tell you that I'm doing it, but you won't see it. I'll send a copy to the author once it's done, though. :)
Aaaaaarrrrgh. This town is boring when almost everyone's gone.
Have had a busy August, and as of Saturday it picks up again. Freddy Bissonet golf tournament Saturday, meaning I drive to Outlook to pick up Kelsey.
Sunday I blindly start attempting to pack up again. Since switching rooms with Hailey, I made the stupid mistake of unpacking a lot and not thinking that I have to pack it all up again soon.
Monday I start my math prep course at the University, at the ungodly hour of 8:30 am. I weep.
Next Sunday I move into residence. I will hopefully be assigned a room/roommate before then (stupid University mail takes forever to get sent).
In less than three weeks I start University. Hmm.
Two nights ago I had a neat dream. Anyone seen "Who Wants to Be a Superhero" on Sci-Fi? It was kind of like that, where I was a contestant named Naiad (Don't. Ask.) Things somehow turned really sinister, one guy who wore rusty orange/brown went insane and tore a store apart. There was an old guy there, the director or something, and the guy in the orange got really violent with him. The old guy slit his throat but he didn't do a good job of it apparently, since the younger guy was still screaming and managed to ram a bo staff though the old guy.
Yeah. Cah-razy. First time in a while I've recognized blood in my dreams.
Working on a piece of art. For a story. Related to X-Men. My geekery is showing so much that I will only tell you that I'm doing it, but you won't see it. I'll send a copy to the author once it's done, though. :)
Aaaaaarrrrgh. This town is boring when almost everyone's gone.