Inhalation of Smoke and Incense...
I am finally about to relax. Last night I tragically discovered that my final exam in Principles of Computing is THIS FRIDAY!! I am very bad when it comes to dates and important things...such as final exams. For some reason I felt like I had two weeks or something. I have no clue why.
I log on to WebCT and retrieve the study guide. Woe as me, WHOA as me!! I discover that this final is not so much what we went over in class...but more or less will be taken from these thirty page packets that we must read and print off of the internet! Test questions concerning flow charts, pseudocode, and artificial intelligence. WOW! Uh..lights please...because I have obviously been in the dark.
Nevertheless, upon my departure from Starbucks, where I catered to many masses, I traveled to Borders. Ordinarily, I would go to Barnes & Noble, because I fancy them now, but I had to get hot buttered rum flavored coffee with sugar-free hazelnut, which they only carry at Border's. ANYHOW...I studied for a couple of hours, left, and ate at ABC. Do they ever get your order right there? I say I want a half & half combo...he says, "for here".."or to go"..I SAY, "FOR HERE." - "ORDER UP!" bread boy says...upon advancing to the counter I see they had prepared my order to go. I also see a bag of chips in my FOR HERE, half and half combo. I give bread boy a strange look and tell him it was supposed to be for here..but state that the bag will be quite all right. I proceed to give him the chips back however, because I do not want to be tempted. Why the chips? Am I right in saying half a sandwich, sour dough barrel, and soup..come in the combo? Then I sit down and see that he also gave me a whole sandwich! Oh well. Needless to say..I have a meal for tomorrow. I am now reminded of every single time I go to ABC with Colleen. No kidding, every time I have ever gone with her they are out of bread or soup. You know..the only thing they serve.
Christy and Collen will understand what I am about to record...but other LJ user's I am not sure. I apologize -
I have to say that lately I have been feeling like Professor Trelewany. Why? Because I come in my room, dim the lights, put on some sort of eclectic collection of depressing..or maybe celtic tunes. I then light all of my candles, burn oil, and burn incense (I have a new ocean scent!) I live in my bedroom, and it is not all that big. My eyes begin to burn and all I can think of is that this must be what Professor Trelewany's class is like.
Obviously, all of these inhalations are making me somewhat loopy. I am the only user in this community who manages to write three page entries each and every day. Not only are they long, they are merely filled with criticisms of the neighborhood bakery.
Whoa..seriously this aromatherapy oil is doing something weird to me. I mixed revitalizing peppermint with calming lavandin...uh..strange. Whenever I get a good whiff of it, my body tingles. Almost like I am inhaling marijuana..what an interesting feeling..I like it.
Salut Jean-Paul, Au Revoir Marie-France!!
HERE I COME POTTA!!
I log on to WebCT and retrieve the study guide. Woe as me, WHOA as me!! I discover that this final is not so much what we went over in class...but more or less will be taken from these thirty page packets that we must read and print off of the internet! Test questions concerning flow charts, pseudocode, and artificial intelligence. WOW! Uh..lights please...because I have obviously been in the dark.
Nevertheless, upon my departure from Starbucks, where I catered to many masses, I traveled to Borders. Ordinarily, I would go to Barnes & Noble, because I fancy them now, but I had to get hot buttered rum flavored coffee with sugar-free hazelnut, which they only carry at Border's. ANYHOW...I studied for a couple of hours, left, and ate at ABC. Do they ever get your order right there? I say I want a half & half combo...he says, "for here".."or to go"..I SAY, "FOR HERE." - "ORDER UP!" bread boy says...upon advancing to the counter I see they had prepared my order to go. I also see a bag of chips in my FOR HERE, half and half combo. I give bread boy a strange look and tell him it was supposed to be for here..but state that the bag will be quite all right. I proceed to give him the chips back however, because I do not want to be tempted. Why the chips? Am I right in saying half a sandwich, sour dough barrel, and soup..come in the combo? Then I sit down and see that he also gave me a whole sandwich! Oh well. Needless to say..I have a meal for tomorrow. I am now reminded of every single time I go to ABC with Colleen. No kidding, every time I have ever gone with her they are out of bread or soup. You know..the only thing they serve.
Christy and Collen will understand what I am about to record...but other LJ user's I am not sure. I apologize -
I have to say that lately I have been feeling like Professor Trelewany. Why? Because I come in my room, dim the lights, put on some sort of eclectic collection of depressing..or maybe celtic tunes. I then light all of my candles, burn oil, and burn incense (I have a new ocean scent!) I live in my bedroom, and it is not all that big. My eyes begin to burn and all I can think of is that this must be what Professor Trelewany's class is like.
Obviously, all of these inhalations are making me somewhat loopy. I am the only user in this community who manages to write three page entries each and every day. Not only are they long, they are merely filled with criticisms of the neighborhood bakery.
Whoa..seriously this aromatherapy oil is doing something weird to me. I mixed revitalizing peppermint with calming lavandin...uh..strange. Whenever I get a good whiff of it, my body tingles. Almost like I am inhaling marijuana..what an interesting feeling..I like it.
Salut Jean-Paul, Au Revoir Marie-France!!
HERE I COME POTTA!!