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Uncategorized — A. @ 1:59 pm

I’m at work, and like…it’s 1:00 and I’m almost done. All I have to do is the community calendar. Oh yeah, I told Susan I’d be able to do a map for her. I can’t. I have to do schoolwork. A bunch of it. I don’t want to do the calendar. I’m supposed to call this guy in Bend at 2 p.m. to talk about the letters database. My wrist hurts. I played Diablo II for two hours last night. I killed Andariel and now I’m to the second city, Lut Gholein. I like that city. I’m almost to level 18, then I’ll get to use Bone Spear, the best Necromancer skill ever. Currently I’ve been using skeletal mages and golems to attack my enemies, then when one dies I cast corpse explosion on it and it kills everything else. It’s a pretty sweet strategy. I want to play it tonight. But I can’t. I’ve got to do schoolwork. But at least when I’m done I will be done. I thought I was done, but I wasn’t. I lied to myself about being done. I have nothing to do. I stayed longer yesterday and got all the Neighbors stuff done. Maybe I’ll leave and come back. But I hate doing that. I should do the calendar and get it the heck over with.

done

Uncategorized — A. @ 1:49 pm

I just finished the calendar, now I totally have nothing to do except wait about ten minutes to call Dave Williams, the guy that I’ll be working with on the database. He’s going to get me File Maker Pro, which will be totally uber-cool. I hope I get a new version, I hate old versions of stuff. But like, it should be really cool. I love learning new programs. Oh yeah, I had a letter to type, someone called me while I was doing the calendar and verified it. I’ll type it and then I’ll give Virginia back her cartoon and then it’ll be 2 p.m. and then I can call that dude and then I will have to tell Susan that I can’t do the map she wanted me to do and that I have to do a few last-minute assignments. And then I’ll go to the college and finish my work.

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