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REEEALLY fast entry because I gotta shower and go to work... oh, and do fucking chores...
Yeah I woke up rather late this morning. How late? Let's try, oh, 11:45... yeah, that would be it. And I work at 2.
But anyhow, I'm looking at my spring semester schedule. Looks like this:
Monday:
9:30am-noon, 1pm-3:30pm
Tuesday:
9:30am-10:45am, 2:30pm-3:45pm, 6:30pm-9:30pm
Wednesday:
9:30am-noon, 1pm-3:30pm
Thursday:
9:30am-10:45am
Friday:
2:30pm-3:45pm
Worst Day: Tuesday
Best Days: Thursday and Friday, baybee.
I'm glad there's no class for me until waaay after noon on Friday, because it sucks going to Stonewall or Diamonz and getting in @ 2am and having class @ 9am the next. I get to sleep away my dancing fatigue.
And I have almost ALL of Thursday to write up an agenda for OutThere and plan and stuff.
Shhhh... don't tell anyone, but I'm thinking of getting the OutThere secretary a special something at the end of the semester for ALL the hardwork she's done, selflessly, to make sure our club stays afloat. She is the embodiment of Above and Beyond the call of duty.
Anyway, I ran out of time. There's no more time to pack, with me working until 10:30, visiting with Barbara and Natalie after work, then tomorrow working 10-2, and after that being promised to my Dad, where I'm supposed to spend the night, be served breakfast in the morning, then go to Mom's house, finish loading up and GO. I started packing up earlier this week, but the last few days have been crazy... in a good way. I thought I'd have time, but fuck me runnin', there just isn't any more.
I'll figure it out... once I can find the pause button on this choatic life.
I think my weekends from now until sometime in february look like this: This weekend - move back to school. Next weekend - speech tournament. The weekend after that - umm, my mom wanted me to come home for something? I can't remember. The weekend after that - Philly tattoo convention with Dad. Yikes, and in march is the True Colors conference and JD in Little Shop of Horrors. And there's another conference I was invited to... can't remember the name or date.
I need a personal secretary!
Yeah I woke up rather late this morning. How late? Let's try, oh, 11:45... yeah, that would be it. And I work at 2.
But anyhow, I'm looking at my spring semester schedule. Looks like this:
Monday:
9:30am-noon, 1pm-3:30pm
Tuesday:
9:30am-10:45am, 2:30pm-3:45pm, 6:30pm-9:30pm
Wednesday:
9:30am-noon, 1pm-3:30pm
Thursday:
9:30am-10:45am
Friday:
2:30pm-3:45pm
Worst Day: Tuesday
Best Days: Thursday and Friday, baybee.
I'm glad there's no class for me until waaay after noon on Friday, because it sucks going to Stonewall or Diamonz and getting in @ 2am and having class @ 9am the next. I get to sleep away my dancing fatigue.
And I have almost ALL of Thursday to write up an agenda for OutThere and plan and stuff.
Shhhh... don't tell anyone, but I'm thinking of getting the OutThere secretary a special something at the end of the semester for ALL the hardwork she's done, selflessly, to make sure our club stays afloat. She is the embodiment of Above and Beyond the call of duty.
Anyway, I ran out of time. There's no more time to pack, with me working until 10:30, visiting with Barbara and Natalie after work, then tomorrow working 10-2, and after that being promised to my Dad, where I'm supposed to spend the night, be served breakfast in the morning, then go to Mom's house, finish loading up and GO. I started packing up earlier this week, but the last few days have been crazy... in a good way. I thought I'd have time, but fuck me runnin', there just isn't any more.
I'll figure it out... once I can find the pause button on this choatic life.
I think my weekends from now until sometime in february look like this: This weekend - move back to school. Next weekend - speech tournament. The weekend after that - umm, my mom wanted me to come home for something? I can't remember. The weekend after that - Philly tattoo convention with Dad. Yikes, and in march is the True Colors conference and JD in Little Shop of Horrors. And there's another conference I was invited to... can't remember the name or date.
I need a personal secretary!
