Feb. 11th, 2002

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My Beowulf paper is finally done. Not bad... It's only been a week since I last updated. This I can handle.

I dropped Tuesdays at work because there's no way that I can handle all the writing I have to do, as well as working on my Children's Lit project, and work four days a week. I'm just going to need to pick up more hours on Saturday, which is fine with me. I'll have a good cheque coming this week and next because of all the hours I've had.

Everything is straightened out with my hosting plan. I just need to see if MegMaster will refund my money. Down two weeks to change over a server? Mmph. I was not happy. Now all I need is time to set up the new layout and get all the information updated and recoded. Whoo.

Last night, Matt and I went over to Steve's so a) Matt could retrieve his house key and b) so Steve could see how my paper came out. (deleted) corrected it and only found a couple errors in it. I was excited. Elliott, their small person, came over to see me, as well. He also tossed my glasses on the floor, but that's the way those things go sometimes. I'm going back on Wednesday, after 6:30 to read to him for aforementioned project. Tomorrow, I'm reading to Sloan at 4pm. Today, I have plans with Laura for noon-thirty. (These times are more for my benefit than anyone else's.)

Blah, I still need to type up a couple more stories for creative writing. Dammit.

Come to think of it, I also really need to update my cast list. Maybe I'll do that now, before I leave for school, because god knows that I won't have time later.

Cookies!

Feb. 11th, 2002 02:31 pm
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I just baked a little over two dozen sugar cookies which is ironic because I don't actually like sugar cookies. I just had the urge to cook. I'll just pawn them off on someone. They're not even burnt or anything.

I got my hair cut Friday. It sorely needed it. I'll eventually have some pictures to post here, especially when I get my project started. I'll probably scan at least a couple. Maybe. Bleh.

Sweet Jesus on a stick, I don't feel like working tonight. Then again, when do I ever feel like working? Seriously, working in retail is like having a frontal lobotomy with out anaethesia. It makes me want to stick a pen in my eyes.

I want coffee, but I can't have it because I have some kind of bladder infection and the last thing I need to do is pee more. I also would like take a looong shower, but we doubt that will happen, either.

Sinfest rocks me.

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