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19 hours. NINETEEN HOURS. That is ten hours (or nine and a half) more than usual. That is like, two weeks of shifts crammed into one. *whimpers*. In case you are lost, this is my shift hours for next week. NINETEEN. This week I worked eighteen hours, but that was okay because I didn't have Uni. But next week?
Monday = University (don't get home 'til six)
Tuesday = Work (at an UNGODLY hour in the morning)
Wednesday = Uni (don't get home 'til five)
Thursday = work (but this is at night so the day is free...although...I only end at TEN. and work FIVE hours.)
Friday = work
Saturday = work
Sunday - MY ONLY DAY FREE.
And! And! Not only this, but it is a cursed religious festival this week. *mumbles*. You can tell I am a good Jew. Friday is Rosh Hashanah - the Jewish new year, and my mother brilliantly offered up us to host the event for our friends. This means panicked!cleaning, panicked!cooking, and overall, cleaningnazi!mother. For days. Before and after. And I will somehow have to cram doing assignments in somewhere? *PANICS ETC*
I also do not know what I want to do with my life. At all. Should I apply to do law next year? But it will be law instead of arts. But what do I want to do with my life?
In other news, I sent off for the birthday present for my friend, and now feel slightly less guilty. Next week I will buy my plane tickets to Adelaide (and send out the "Hello friends! You haven't heard from me in 2 years, but I am coming back and staying at your house" emails). I will have no money after that. However! *eyes NCIS season 1*. Poseidon (destruction movie! free carabiner!) comes out in the next few weeks too, so I will watch out for that.
Fern and Vanessa (bitches, both of them, seriously) are making me go out tonight. To some pub and then maybe clubbing. Hello social life - I DONT WANT YOU. I DONT. ITS ALL LIES. My feet hurt so much from work the last three days, that it is AWFUL even standing up. So possibly going out tonight is not the smartest idea ever. I also have no clothes, but meh. I should also give Fern a buzz to let her know I am actually coming. Or something.
My favourite pyjama pants also have BIG HOLES in them, in the most awkward places. Really. But I don't stop wearing them - day or night - and actually answer the door in them. Heh. I have no shame. I am also wearing my HUMONGOUS underwear - like from Bridget Jones...you know? I have LOTS thanks to my mom (seriously - I will never ask her to get me some udnerwear again. She fails.). But they are comfy. Except they come up to my armpits, or something. Heh.
I am also Lauren Man Legs, due to the fact that winter has only just ended and my legs are like mohair rugs. I considered shaving or waxing or whatever, but who has the time? Besides, its like an extra layer of warmth.
I also forgot today was Saturday! Which means by the time I get home tonight (tomorrow?) there will be new SG1/SGA episodes. This pleases me immensely. So tomorrow I will lie in bed and (still) ignore my Uni work and possible hangover karate and watch it. Saturday is the worst during the day as I see all the squee on my flist, but can't read it til Sunday. *mopes*.
In other, more exciting news, at some point last week (Tuesday?) Fern came over and we watched Dr. Who and dueSouth and she loves them both. I knew there was a reason she is my friend.
Seriously - the first episode that CKR is in of dueSouth is the best one ever. There is sultry winking (which we did not watch in slow motion), cool lines such as "your wolf is making intimate with my ear", "get off me exclaimation mark" and "Fraser, do not touch my inner calf or thigh".
I will stop now - as I am just blithering, as Fraser would say. I will --- watch something until my new Dr. Who episode (and then I should get dressed, or something.).
Monday = University (don't get home 'til six)
Tuesday = Work (at an UNGODLY hour in the morning)
Wednesday = Uni (don't get home 'til five)
Thursday = work (but this is at night so the day is free...although...I only end at TEN. and work FIVE hours.)
Friday = work
Saturday = work
Sunday - MY ONLY DAY FREE.
And! And! Not only this, but it is a cursed religious festival this week. *mumbles*. You can tell I am a good Jew. Friday is Rosh Hashanah - the Jewish new year, and my mother brilliantly offered up us to host the event for our friends. This means panicked!cleaning, panicked!cooking, and overall, cleaningnazi!mother. For days. Before and after. And I will somehow have to cram doing assignments in somewhere? *PANICS ETC*
I also do not know what I want to do with my life. At all. Should I apply to do law next year? But it will be law instead of arts. But what do I want to do with my life?
In other news, I sent off for the birthday present for my friend, and now feel slightly less guilty. Next week I will buy my plane tickets to Adelaide (and send out the "Hello friends! You haven't heard from me in 2 years, but I am coming back and staying at your house" emails). I will have no money after that. However! *eyes NCIS season 1*. Poseidon (destruction movie! free carabiner!) comes out in the next few weeks too, so I will watch out for that.
Fern and Vanessa (bitches, both of them, seriously) are making me go out tonight. To some pub and then maybe clubbing. Hello social life - I DONT WANT YOU. I DONT. ITS ALL LIES. My feet hurt so much from work the last three days, that it is AWFUL even standing up. So possibly going out tonight is not the smartest idea ever. I also have no clothes, but meh. I should also give Fern a buzz to let her know I am actually coming. Or something.
My favourite pyjama pants also have BIG HOLES in them, in the most awkward places. Really. But I don't stop wearing them - day or night - and actually answer the door in them. Heh. I have no shame. I am also wearing my HUMONGOUS underwear - like from Bridget Jones...you know? I have LOTS thanks to my mom (seriously - I will never ask her to get me some udnerwear again. She fails.). But they are comfy. Except they come up to my armpits, or something. Heh.
I am also Lauren Man Legs, due to the fact that winter has only just ended and my legs are like mohair rugs. I considered shaving or waxing or whatever, but who has the time? Besides, its like an extra layer of warmth.
I also forgot today was Saturday! Which means by the time I get home tonight (tomorrow?) there will be new SG1/SGA episodes. This pleases me immensely. So tomorrow I will lie in bed and (still) ignore my Uni work and possible hangover karate and watch it. Saturday is the worst during the day as I see all the squee on my flist, but can't read it til Sunday. *mopes*.
In other, more exciting news, at some point last week (Tuesday?) Fern came over and we watched Dr. Who and dueSouth and she loves them both. I knew there was a reason she is my friend.
Seriously - the first episode that CKR is in of dueSouth is the best one ever. There is sultry winking (which we did not watch in slow motion), cool lines such as "your wolf is making intimate with my ear", "get off me exclaimation mark" and "Fraser, do not touch my inner calf or thigh".
I will stop now - as I am just blithering, as Fraser would say. I will --- watch something until my new Dr. Who episode (and then I should get dressed, or something.).