What a day to forget my book. At least now I know I can just sit there for 5 hours. Wee $120.

Also, I have now been described as looking like both the Phantom of the Opera, and Superman. Message received. I look like a dork.

I could be subbing as soon as tomorrow. I need everything you all know about subbing. Yes.

Dreams are interesting things. I have spent all day maudlin and bittersweet for one. Which is fine, so far as things go. But because I am emotionally taut and aggravated, I have become very short on patience with...anything. Result: drama.

I don't feel so bad though, because the crane boards are filled with morons anyway, and my dad is just a

Hooooly shit that totally fucking worked.

( BYAAAWWW!!!! )

In more recent news, I got a call back from Dave from CSUEB. I'd called him on...Tuesday? About what I could do to get a job with an almost degree, or could he write some sort of letter, or provide some interim certificate, or what. Talking to him this evening though, I explained my dilemma, with the newfound information that I require my diploma ( Read more... )

Damnitall. I woke up at 8am on four hours of sleep (thank you for that, energy drinks), had an Amp for breakfast, went to a 20 minute "meeting" at the Pleasanton School District offices, and found out that without the diploma I can't sub. I'm not surprised, but it still sucks. At the start of the meeting the woman (hell if I remember her name) ( Read more... )

Well, fuck. I apparently should have taken that job that Jessica wanted to give me. Fuck fuck fuck. Due to misunderstanding and miscommunication the diploma that I mistakenly thought I'd be getting soon (like now), when in actuality I'll be getting it in 3 months. Fuck. I thought that filing for graduation in Winter 08 would mean that I'd get ( Read more... )

Being a sheep isn't horrible. New Years is when people pretend to get back in shape, and I endorse this half-assed endeavor. I give this...10 days. Already half way through those 10 days too.

Little Sister Savior.
The ending to Bioshock? Damn well good enough. So glad I went the nice guy route. I don't even know how the game makes sense otherwise.