mrph.

Sleepy.

Hope I remember everything I need to do tomorrow.

Call the Pepsi guy.
Go to the bank.
Prep Stock-Comm, and get the 3-Level of QuartBO done.
Look interested when she explains the Input Edit thingie. You need to have all of this done before next week.

Oh. Go to class.

Eat. Sleep. Work.

my god...

It's sweltering here. Now, I like warm. But not this kind. I was very happy with that 50-degree weather. It was here for all of ten minutes.

ARG!

I should NOT be soaked in sweat in the computer lab, people. Hey, MAINTENANCE PEOPLE! Yeah, you! The one's with your thumbs in your asses! Stop dicking around and turn the AC on!!

In other news, QuartBo3L is done. Now, I hope I did the Sequence Error stuff right. We'll see.

Apparently, there's new Angel on tonight. Rah.

Hey, Angel, how do you get revenge on Wes, when he's, y'know, run away?

Now there's an image. Wesley runs off with Faith. Oh, yeah. THAT could happen.

Shut up, Spike.

Lise is such a bad influence.

French fries are the root of all evil.

Probably.

I wrote, during class. Bad of me, but I couldn't resist. Happened to get a craving for water, and ended up writing Ms. Parker... Very scary, I have to say.

I mean, think about it.

Ms. Parker, Dom, Scicluna... All could win Fucked in the Head Bitch of the Year awards... Why am I so attracted to writing them?

Also found fragments of an old Benny/Kitty crossover idea from way back when. Should really find the Benny part of it. Since, y'know, I need it. Writing Pete and Benny is highly amusing.

Er. Benny=Bernice Summerfield, my favourite Doctor Who companion, if you count the novels written after the series was cancelled. Benny has never actually appeared onscreen. Rather pathetic, really. I like a written character more than the ones already seen...

Anyway. Highly amused at the concept of Jason and Pete as roommates.

Shut up, Spike.

No. I meant it. SHUT UP.

Don't make me hurt you.

Oh. Never mind, thanks Nate. I guess you can put him down--dammit! I don't have the cash to pay for that window!

*cough* Should go lay down, possibly....

Oh. Right. Work. Sigh.