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I guess there's a lot I *could* write, but I'm just not in the mood for once. The fact that I have to go work on my Kierkegaard paper before I can go to bed may have put a damper on things. :p
Matt's bachelor party/get-together would be the biggest event of the past few days. It was fun and mostly all good-- except for the asshat who put gum underneath the table at Fire + Ice, which I got on my jeans AND on my ugly leather purse. The jeans are fine but I don't think my purse will look quite right again. :/ I couldn't get any of it off there last night, but I bought some Goo Gone at work and used it tonight-- but there are still smudges. Oi, I guess it could be worse.
I don't have my philosophy classes this week, but I'm still gonna be busy on those days. I think this week is my last week working at the barn every morning, so that'll be going on. Then Tuesday is my last chance to pack up stuff, but all that's really left are my model horses, so that shouldn't take long. Then Thursday my Mom and I need to go shopping so I'll have something to wear to Matt's wedding on Saturday. Um yeah, not last minute or anything, haha.
Friday I work as usual, but you know, I'm thinking I might have to call out. Saturday is the wedding up in NH, then Rich and I are staying at his house in VT overnight. We're driving back on Sunday, and I'm supposed to work at 1, so we're gonna have to leave pretty early. And did I mention that my philosophy paper is due that Tuesday? This is why I have to go work on it tonight, even if only for five minutes. I'm reluctant to ask for that Sunday off too, because I kinda want to ask for the *next* Sunday off so Travis and I can finally make that Boston trip. That may have to be postponed another month though; yes, I have *some* leeway at work, but asking for so many days off is kinda pushing it. I've thought about asking for Sundays off permanently because I *could* use another "free" day, but Lora likes everyone to work at least one weekend day. I could always say I NEED them off cuz hell, she knows my time there is limited at this point anyway. Bah, I don't know.
Oh, so that kid that talked to me before philosophy class the other day. . .
First of all, it's not the punk kid that originally caught my eye, nor was it the person I thought it was from Facebook. Well, on Thursday he brought me in some articles he had actually printed out that had to do with anarchism and jihad or something. I haven't gotten around to reading them yet, but one of them *does* have a picture of the McK assassination on it, so you know I need to find out what they say. I appreciate him being friendly and everything, but I dunno. He's very quiet and just a little awkward to converse with, but I can't be mean. It's not like I've never been the quiet one, but we really just don't click, even on a purely friendly level.
::yawn::
Almost sleepytime, so ending this here. Goodnight!
Matt's bachelor party/get-together would be the biggest event of the past few days. It was fun and mostly all good-- except for the asshat who put gum underneath the table at Fire + Ice, which I got on my jeans AND on my ugly leather purse. The jeans are fine but I don't think my purse will look quite right again. :/ I couldn't get any of it off there last night, but I bought some Goo Gone at work and used it tonight-- but there are still smudges. Oi, I guess it could be worse.
I don't have my philosophy classes this week, but I'm still gonna be busy on those days. I think this week is my last week working at the barn every morning, so that'll be going on. Then Tuesday is my last chance to pack up stuff, but all that's really left are my model horses, so that shouldn't take long. Then Thursday my Mom and I need to go shopping so I'll have something to wear to Matt's wedding on Saturday. Um yeah, not last minute or anything, haha.
Friday I work as usual, but you know, I'm thinking I might have to call out. Saturday is the wedding up in NH, then Rich and I are staying at his house in VT overnight. We're driving back on Sunday, and I'm supposed to work at 1, so we're gonna have to leave pretty early. And did I mention that my philosophy paper is due that Tuesday? This is why I have to go work on it tonight, even if only for five minutes. I'm reluctant to ask for that Sunday off too, because I kinda want to ask for the *next* Sunday off so Travis and I can finally make that Boston trip. That may have to be postponed another month though; yes, I have *some* leeway at work, but asking for so many days off is kinda pushing it. I've thought about asking for Sundays off permanently because I *could* use another "free" day, but Lora likes everyone to work at least one weekend day. I could always say I NEED them off cuz hell, she knows my time there is limited at this point anyway. Bah, I don't know.
Oh, so that kid that talked to me before philosophy class the other day. . .
First of all, it's not the punk kid that originally caught my eye, nor was it the person I thought it was from Facebook. Well, on Thursday he brought me in some articles he had actually printed out that had to do with anarchism and jihad or something. I haven't gotten around to reading them yet, but one of them *does* have a picture of the McK assassination on it, so you know I need to find out what they say. I appreciate him being friendly and everything, but I dunno. He's very quiet and just a little awkward to converse with, but I can't be mean. It's not like I've never been the quiet one, but we really just don't click, even on a purely friendly level.
::yawn::
Almost sleepytime, so ending this here. Goodnight!
posted by Erica at 10:29 PM
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