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OMG, I have time to update.
Granted, it's at quarter past six in the morning, and I'm usually either at work or asleep... But I'm awake now, thanks to having played chauffer for Keith in his [standard] Ford Escort Wagon. Talk about riding in style.
Second to last semester from graduation... falling behind, but I wasn't well last week. Took an open book quiz yesterday; probably got around an 80. Or an 8, since it's out of 10, not 100. I think the lowest of four is dropped, so I'm not too worried yet.
Still need to call my therapist. Need to set up time for therapy. Need to set up time for extra training at work. Need to set up time to clean out Keith's car from when my old roommates dumped all my belongings on the lawn at three in the morning. Need to clean the apartment because Keith's parents are coming down this weekend. Need to figure out what's going on for Ash Wednesday service. Need to get TONS of reading done. Need to start doing the writing portion of the weekly assignments for a class. Need to get to work on the assignments for the class I am not required to attend. Need to practice AND REHEARSE for my recital.
APRIL 9, 8 PM. Formal invitations may or may not be sent.
Need to save dinero for next semester. Mom's cutting me off since my sister starts college then. Supposedly. If she ever decides where she wants to go. Mom didn't count on me taking an extra semester. Doesn't hesitate to tell me I've costed myself ten thousand dollars. Yep. $10,000.00
My head has been killing me since two o'clock yesterday afternoon. I have work at 11:15, but at least I don't have to take the bus. I'd have to catch it at ten twenty-one, then ride it all the way around Dover before I finally got to campus. Then I'd have to get to work from there. I'm glad it's not cold out. But, then, I'm driving. So I can wake up around the time I'd be catching the bus, make French toast, bathe, dress, leave, park, and still have plenty of time to sit around before my shift starts. Hopefully I won't kill the car or stall it for fifteen minutes....
So I'm going back to bed now. My luxurious queen-sized bed with a big fluffy pillow for me. With all the blankets and sheets and comforters I want, since Keith won't be around to steal them from me. Goober. He's on a charter to Boston.
RECITAL. APRIL 9. 8 PM. BRATTON RECITAL HALL. PCAC. UNH. DURHAM. NH. BE THERE. EVEN IF YOU THINK I DON'T LIKE YOU. I WANT YOU THERE.
ps, hi, Jake. Sorry I haven't gotten back to you... We haven't been online at the same time in a while. Mostly because I'm generally online for a grand total of ten minutes a day, usually at 5:30 while dinner is cooking. But I still think about you and hope you're safe and happy. Same goes for you, Gryf. :)
Granted, it's at quarter past six in the morning, and I'm usually either at work or asleep... But I'm awake now, thanks to having played chauffer for Keith in his [standard] Ford Escort Wagon. Talk about riding in style.
Second to last semester from graduation... falling behind, but I wasn't well last week. Took an open book quiz yesterday; probably got around an 80. Or an 8, since it's out of 10, not 100. I think the lowest of four is dropped, so I'm not too worried yet.
Still need to call my therapist. Need to set up time for therapy. Need to set up time for extra training at work. Need to set up time to clean out Keith's car from when my old roommates dumped all my belongings on the lawn at three in the morning. Need to clean the apartment because Keith's parents are coming down this weekend. Need to figure out what's going on for Ash Wednesday service. Need to get TONS of reading done. Need to start doing the writing portion of the weekly assignments for a class. Need to get to work on the assignments for the class I am not required to attend. Need to practice AND REHEARSE for my recital.
APRIL 9, 8 PM. Formal invitations may or may not be sent.
Need to save dinero for next semester. Mom's cutting me off since my sister starts college then. Supposedly. If she ever decides where she wants to go. Mom didn't count on me taking an extra semester. Doesn't hesitate to tell me I've costed myself ten thousand dollars. Yep. $10,000.00
My head has been killing me since two o'clock yesterday afternoon. I have work at 11:15, but at least I don't have to take the bus. I'd have to catch it at ten twenty-one, then ride it all the way around Dover before I finally got to campus. Then I'd have to get to work from there. I'm glad it's not cold out. But, then, I'm driving. So I can wake up around the time I'd be catching the bus, make French toast, bathe, dress, leave, park, and still have plenty of time to sit around before my shift starts. Hopefully I won't kill the car or stall it for fifteen minutes....
So I'm going back to bed now. My luxurious queen-sized bed with a big fluffy pillow for me. With all the blankets and sheets and comforters I want, since Keith won't be around to steal them from me. Goober. He's on a charter to Boston.
RECITAL. APRIL 9. 8 PM. BRATTON RECITAL HALL. PCAC. UNH. DURHAM. NH. BE THERE. EVEN IF YOU THINK I DON'T LIKE YOU. I WANT YOU THERE.
ps, hi, Jake. Sorry I haven't gotten back to you... We haven't been online at the same time in a while. Mostly because I'm generally online for a grand total of ten minutes a day, usually at 5:30 while dinner is cooking. But I still think about you and hope you're safe and happy. Same goes for you, Gryf. :)