Oh, well. At least it's air conditioned.
29 - Number of times I have to sit in classrooms before I get my Associate's (a.k.a. Bullshit) Degree.
23 - Number of days until my 26th birthday. Even though I've long since begun the thing where I tell people I'm 26, remember half an hour later and feel foolish but realise too much time has passed to go back and tell them I'm not actually that old yet.
39 - Number of days until Angela's and my Wikkid, X-treme, Super-Sweet 24th and/or 26th Birthday Party Extraordinaire.
≥6 - Number of job applications/resumes/calls I currently have out.
1 - Number of part time pet-sitting jobs I'm supposed to have but haven't heard from yet.
≥500 - Number of dollars I'll have to make appear out of thin air sometime between now and November to become a substitute teacher and enroll in Stockton for the Spring semester.
1.5 - Number of hours I stood in line at the bookstore before I found out there is no record of my scholarship on file.
10,000,000 - Number of hours I'm likely to spend in the Administration office tomorrow to figure out why and repair said oversight.