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I'm doing a little better than last time I updated. Well. My mood is better, if that counts. I got a case of the sick nasties today, I suspect it may have been mild food poisoning, as Gabriela got it too. Only it kicked my asssss. I didn't go to work or school at alll today. I seriously laid in bed and moaned for a few hours. But, yeah, better now.
I managed to continue my search for the lost purse. I found my social security card, which has been missing for at least two or three years, and my lab key (fuck yeaaaah). I also found about a bazillion hair ties and pens and a few books that had been MIA since before turkey day. But still, no purse. I'm thinking I'm just going to cancel all my cards and get new IDs at this point. Of couse as soon as I do it, the purse will show up. Hmmph. Oh Well.
I really wish I had been more productive today, instead of laying in bed moaning. I have a lot of school work for tomorrow, which will remain mostly unfinished. I totally forgot I had to read part of Gilgamesh for my mythology class, so I'm not sure if I'm going to go. I feel bad missing out on DeRousse's classes, because I love them and I've missed a lot because I refuse to go unprepared. Maybe I'll cheat and read a synopsis. I can BS my way through anthro, but I'm also supposed to meet with Bob tomorrow for my independant study and discuss a book that I haven't read... and I can't lie to Bob! He would totally know!
Um, in news that might actually matter, Dave is dead to me and Thomas might stay for 3 extra months! He was supposed to move back to Germany at the end of March after we complete our journey to the deep south, but they invited him to stay for three more months. They even offered to give him a lot more money. Gab and I told him he better stay. We attempted to bribe him by offering a trip to Alaska and/or Canada. I do have a few friends that live in Sasketchawan or however the fuck you spell it. I hope he stays because I will miss ze German and his deutchings very much. And Dave is dead to me because I have not seen or heard from him in like, a week and a half. Obviously that means he is dead. If he cared, he would have called. So fuck that. We'll see what happens this Saturday when I throw Mallory her Junkanoo birthday party. Which he should attend. Hmmph.