I’m busily working, and since I don’t think I have any “extra-curricular” activities to do here today (or so I think) I hope to be out of here by two at the latest. I wrote Molly an e-mail, she said Mike just gushed about me last time he talked to her. The message was dated around when I first started the maps, so I’m happy that I have job security. I never thought I would have a job, a good job. I’m happy that he’s happy. Well anyway, I haven’t seen Amanda in days and we really need to finish those flyers. I guess I could do it, but still.
Oh, I had an idea this morning/last night. Since Steve wants to go to this martial arts thing and won’t have his grant and Samantha won’t have her money by the time we’re going, why don’t we just go the first weekend in September? I’ll have a buttload of money since I get paid on the 31st, and we’ll all have our grants and stuff. I think it would be much more prudent, and it just seems to work better. I mean, it’s just one more week. And it’ll be much more fun if we all have money.
I felt so sick this morning, and I still feel sick, but the dose of DayQuil I took really helped to break up my congestion and stuff. I think maybe it was from running that half mile last night. Running really aggrivates my allergies. Or maybe I really do have a cold. That’s the sucky thing with allergies, you never know whether you’re sick or not. Well all I know is that now I can breathe out of one nostril instead of neither so I’m happy.
OMG, I was watching a *video* last night and I was amazed at the refresh rates! The video wasn’t choppy, the sound wasn’t off, it was a perfect viewing experience. Except that my video card doesn’t support DirectDraw, so it took me a while of my display card shutting down and me having to restart before I realized that it was a DirectX error. I disabled DirectDraw, and I had an ultimate viewing experience. It was so chair. That’s my new word. I stole it from Doom Gen. Doom Gen is an encyclopedia of cleverness.
“If bullshit were music, you’d be a big brass band.”
“Who pissed in your fruit loops?”
“Eat my fuck.”
Glory. Okay, must get back to letters. Oh, I totally forgot that I was supposed to proofread one of my mom’s papers last night. It really sucked. I felt really guilty. My computer at home is downloading InDesign, it takes forever but if I’m on the Net 24/7 it only takes a few days. I need to load our summer issue and convert it into InDesign documents. I’m thinking we could hold a dessert social or something of the like this Friday, when school is in full swing and the college is full of people. I’m going to call Molly after I get off work and ask her if it’s okay to put up flyers for a social next Friday. Because the flyers are essentally done. I have to go check the gas prices around town, so I’ll be back soon. It’s a thing for the paper.
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