Graduating into a recession and trying to find work around the holidays flat out blows ( Read more... )

Tonight was my large group workshopping of "Consort to the Prince," the IA fanfic I've been turning in for a grade in creative writing ( Read more... )

This morning, got up (sort of), got dressed, went to TA for ISSM, room empty ( Read more... )

The ISSM Paperwork Goddess returned to work today ( Read more... )

Define Irony:
My wanting and waiting to reorganize the ISSM Office all semester when I had the time, and getting the call this morning, which in it I learned Dr. B wants to do it this week (which is finals week!) when I have no time.

Yeah, no.

That being said, I'm going to go back to working on my 355 portfolio.

I have a very intense job. Offically, I am Dr. B Adminitrasitive Assistant, but it turns out I'm also the ISSM welcome wagon and go-between. People know that if they can't get ahold of Dr. B, they can and will get ahold of me. So in short, I'm Dr. B's protoege ( Read more... )

Well, for this week, I've been sorting the papers that have piled up on Dr. B's office desk, met with both Dr. Martin and Dr. Mendoza, flaked on a Japanese prestation, saw my parents and my baby sister, and have been running all over campus like the provibial chicken sans head ( Read more... )

Attention, My Peoples!!

I HAVE A JOB! I am now a Golden Spoon, Frozen Yougart Pimp-Whore!
I start tomorrow! Yeee! Am so excited!

Deities of Old, PLEASE do not let me mess this up!

The bookstore was giving 75% off everything for Christmas and I had just sold my books back and got 58$ out of it, so I bought two packs of eight blobs for Mom. They were orignially 22 bucks each, but with that discount I got both for 10 dollars ( Read more... )