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Whooooooooo....
HappymodeLyssie: on.
Ahem.
I am now registered for two classes. Whee. This means 6 credit hours of computer stuff, which I may or may not pass. We'll see.
Found out something, though. Apparently the Psychodynamic Substances class I took last fall did NOT count towards one of my credits to graduate. Bastards.
Oh, well. Either Anthro now, or in the spring. I'm thinking spring, since the only one now conflicts with the computer classes. *g*
Can we say Lyssie Likes Computers?
Yesssss.
Lyssie has also purchased her bus ticket to Chicago. Much rejoicing, kiddies.
I also told my boss I was taking off two hours early Friday.
Foo on him if he doesn't remember. Especially after yesterday's "Oh, Mike's gonna work. Oh, but I didn't call Ana, so she's here. Maybe she'll just want to come back and work tonight." "Fuck, no."
Byebye, Mike. Brat.
I also have chocolate milk and doughnuts. Ate one in the car, and am now hungry enough for the other two. Mmm. Glaze. Suuugar.
Now. Tomorrow I put my check in the bank, and go to the store to procure something alcoholic, AND some munchies--must have yogurtpretzels.
Oh, and pay my library fines if Dad and Mom really didn't.
And, then it's to work, and on my way to sunnyhappy Chicago.
Oh. Must pack. Pack, yes.
Emmys and Times and Indi and AJ and IceWing and, and The Smiths and B and! *bouncy*
Ahem.
I am now registered for two classes. Whee. This means 6 credit hours of computer stuff, which I may or may not pass. We'll see.
Found out something, though. Apparently the Psychodynamic Substances class I took last fall did NOT count towards one of my credits to graduate. Bastards.
Oh, well. Either Anthro now, or in the spring. I'm thinking spring, since the only one now conflicts with the computer classes. *g*
Can we say Lyssie Likes Computers?
Yesssss.
Lyssie has also purchased her bus ticket to Chicago. Much rejoicing, kiddies.
I also told my boss I was taking off two hours early Friday.
Foo on him if he doesn't remember. Especially after yesterday's "Oh, Mike's gonna work. Oh, but I didn't call Ana, so she's here. Maybe she'll just want to come back and work tonight." "Fuck, no."
Byebye, Mike. Brat.
I also have chocolate milk and doughnuts. Ate one in the car, and am now hungry enough for the other two. Mmm. Glaze. Suuugar.
Now. Tomorrow I put my check in the bank, and go to the store to procure something alcoholic, AND some munchies--must have yogurtpretzels.
Oh, and pay my library fines if Dad and Mom really didn't.
And, then it's to work, and on my way to sunnyhappy Chicago.
Oh. Must pack. Pack, yes.
Emmys and Times and Indi and AJ and IceWing and, and The Smiths and B and! *bouncy*