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I feel awesome altogether today because I didn't go to work. I was also feelin' awesome because school didn't bother me and I got to stuff my face at Olive Garden with the wonderful Andrew J. Howell. I also get to be at my mommy's house, which is always cute. Back to work tomorrow. Ew. But then I'm off for the next two days!
I'm behind in a lot of things:
- outlining for comparative politics
- doing an essay for comparative politics about the British Labour party vs. Tories and their views about. . .stuff. . .I've had weeks to do it, now it's due on Monday, and I haven't even started. I don't doubt myself that much, I just really don't feel like doing it.
- scanning photographs/updating my website/getting photographs developed
- being creative in general
Oh--and I don't get paid until the 31st because they keep your first pay at Panera. I was just talking to Elton briefly on the phone about it and he says that this practice came pretty universally to Pennsylvania when he was in high school (i.e. late sixties, early seventies). I don't know about the rest of the country/world. On one hand it makes me wait for my $$$. But on the other, it means that the first check is going to be rather large.
I guess I have some things to do before my big day tomorrow.
I wish I had a job typing things. I type really fast. And no salad dressing or gross soup would be involved. I can't guarantee a lack of participation from yuppies and upper-middle-class jerk-offs, though.
Reading The Gum Thief by Douglas Coupland. I'm one of those sheep who generally loves everything he writes. It's convoluted in its narrative, but I like it anyway. I like convoluted narrative sometimes, what can I say?
Time to actually do something worthwhile. Maybe.
I'm behind in a lot of things:
- outlining for comparative politics
- doing an essay for comparative politics about the British Labour party vs. Tories and their views about. . .stuff. . .I've had weeks to do it, now it's due on Monday, and I haven't even started. I don't doubt myself that much, I just really don't feel like doing it.
- scanning photographs/updating my website/getting photographs developed
- being creative in general
Oh--and I don't get paid until the 31st because they keep your first pay at Panera. I was just talking to Elton briefly on the phone about it and he says that this practice came pretty universally to Pennsylvania when he was in high school (i.e. late sixties, early seventies). I don't know about the rest of the country/world. On one hand it makes me wait for my $$$. But on the other, it means that the first check is going to be rather large.
I guess I have some things to do before my big day tomorrow.
I wish I had a job typing things. I type really fast. And no salad dressing or gross soup would be involved. I can't guarantee a lack of participation from yuppies and upper-middle-class jerk-offs, though.
Reading The Gum Thief by Douglas Coupland. I'm one of those sheep who generally loves everything he writes. It's convoluted in its narrative, but I like it anyway. I like convoluted narrative sometimes, what can I say?
Time to actually do something worthwhile. Maybe.