This weekend I worked which was fine. And I also saw Serenity with
psycho_hedgehog which was wonderful. I avoided Firefly because I didn't want to come down with the obsession, but I just ordered the DVDs. Yeah, Josh Whedon can write. I skipped church on Sunday. I didn't feel good, didn't feel like going. Odd for me.
I just found out I have to work vetran's day weekend. I have that Friday off (library closed), but I work Sat/Sun. I was going to plan a road trip either to Phoenix/Tempe to visit people or to Colorado for a singles retreat. Oh well, c'est la vie. Another time perhaps.
My sister and her husband are coming into town tonight. Then my parents are moving them up to New York. I'm not really sure when the move is, tomorrow or day after I assume. I never really know what things are happening in my house. I'm usually surprised to find out that someone is going in or out of town, and I usually find it out about 24 hours in advance when seemingly everyone else knew for months. I don't think my family is intentionally keeping me in the dark, but somewhere there is a breakdown in communication.
One of my favorite patrons is this girl who will only check out paperback books because she hides them in her desk to read during school. It makes me laugh because I was so that girl. I spent most of third, fourth, and fifth grade with a book hidden in my desk or in my text books. Sixth grade was more interesting. And I did it some, but not as much in middle and high school. College I would occasionally do the crossword during class. In grad school, I may play freecell on my laptop or chat on AIM, but usually I'm paying attention. I feel like telling this girl that it is entirely possible to hide and sneak hardcover books during class. I did it for years. But maybe I shouldn't encourage this sort of behavoir?
I registered for classes for next semester. The schedule is awful. There is nothing that I want/need offered for the Kansas City campus or the internet. I am going to spend seven weekends in Emporia. And I will most likely end up working every weekend I am not at class. I may go insane.
I just found out I have to work vetran's day weekend. I have that Friday off (library closed), but I work Sat/Sun. I was going to plan a road trip either to Phoenix/Tempe to visit people or to Colorado for a singles retreat. Oh well, c'est la vie. Another time perhaps.
My sister and her husband are coming into town tonight. Then my parents are moving them up to New York. I'm not really sure when the move is, tomorrow or day after I assume. I never really know what things are happening in my house. I'm usually surprised to find out that someone is going in or out of town, and I usually find it out about 24 hours in advance when seemingly everyone else knew for months. I don't think my family is intentionally keeping me in the dark, but somewhere there is a breakdown in communication.
One of my favorite patrons is this girl who will only check out paperback books because she hides them in her desk to read during school. It makes me laugh because I was so that girl. I spent most of third, fourth, and fifth grade with a book hidden in my desk or in my text books. Sixth grade was more interesting. And I did it some, but not as much in middle and high school. College I would occasionally do the crossword during class. In grad school, I may play freecell on my laptop or chat on AIM, but usually I'm paying attention. I feel like telling this girl that it is entirely possible to hide and sneak hardcover books during class. I did it for years. But maybe I shouldn't encourage this sort of behavoir?
I registered for classes for next semester. The schedule is awful. There is nothing that I want/need offered for the Kansas City campus or the internet. I am going to spend seven weekends in Emporia. And I will most likely end up working every weekend I am not at class. I may go insane.
- Mood:
sore


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