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I'm on a roll today. I overslept, haven't showered, have cold coffee, almost no gas in my car, and I'm not going to Western Civ because I need to spend the afternoon doing three things: talking to admissions/registration about transfer credits, revising my Beowulf paper, and finishing the reading for tonight's class. Also, I just really don't want to go to Western Civ today.
But I have an amazing parking space and it's almost a shame to waste it for just one class. Like, first spot in the lot! Oh, the fun of stalking people for spots.
I had a long, bizarre dream that involved my guinea pigs, Amy, a long car ride, and some sort of natural disaster that resulted in a house losing all it's power and the neighbors blaming us and the guinea pigs. Somehow the guinea pigs were very important in this dream. I hate odd dreams like that.
I've almost figured out my schedule. Right now I'm waiting to fit in the last class. At the moment it looks like Tuesday and Thursday are going to suck, but Monday and Wednesday aren't going to be that bad. I need to figure out what class I need to take to fill the last spot in my History, Humanities, and Language bank. I can't take anymore history classes though, which sucks. I actually like history. If I get the credits transferred, I have 9 more classes to take to graduate. If I don't, I have 16 more classes to take. That's a big difference there. It's graduating in December with a fairly light load vs. graduating in May with an insane load. I personally would like the December. But you know, that's just me.
I'm gonna go to class. Later, I'll post the little snippet I wrote in honour of Mr. Richardson's birthday. Cause you know, Kevin's an old man now. :)
But I have an amazing parking space and it's almost a shame to waste it for just one class. Like, first spot in the lot! Oh, the fun of stalking people for spots.
I had a long, bizarre dream that involved my guinea pigs, Amy, a long car ride, and some sort of natural disaster that resulted in a house losing all it's power and the neighbors blaming us and the guinea pigs. Somehow the guinea pigs were very important in this dream. I hate odd dreams like that.
I've almost figured out my schedule. Right now I'm waiting to fit in the last class. At the moment it looks like Tuesday and Thursday are going to suck, but Monday and Wednesday aren't going to be that bad. I need to figure out what class I need to take to fill the last spot in my History, Humanities, and Language bank. I can't take anymore history classes though, which sucks. I actually like history. If I get the credits transferred, I have 9 more classes to take to graduate. If I don't, I have 16 more classes to take. That's a big difference there. It's graduating in December with a fairly light load vs. graduating in May with an insane load. I personally would like the December. But you know, that's just me.
I'm gonna go to class. Later, I'll post the little snippet I wrote in honour of Mr. Richardson's birthday. Cause you know, Kevin's an old man now. :)