OMFG. It did it again: Blogger erased my entry for no reason. WTF! This is so annoying, I didn’t do anything. I wonder if GrayMatter is sucky like this. Blah … umm, guess I’ll just try to replicate it …
So I got my work schedule, yay:
Wednesday, 12/18: 8 am - 1 pm
Thursday, 12/19: 1 - 6:30 pm
Friday, 12/20: 5 pm - 12 am (aw, no SR-71 concert)
Saturday, 12/21: 6:30 pm - 12 am
When I called Nicole wasn’t there, but apparently Sean is a manager of some sort, ’cause the girl who answered put me on hold for him. LOL, and when I told him who I was, he was like, “oh I remember you!” Hehe, so yeah. He’s cool. I’m glad the schedule wasn’t made up for Sunday yet, ’cause if it was and I was working at night, I’d be screwed for Ford’s Theater. Gotta remember to tell Nicole about that.
Anyway, tonight was so unproductive. Though I tried, I was too tired to study, and basically laid there for 2 1/2 hours going in and out of sleep. Everytime I looked at the book I just kinda moaned, laid my head down, and sighed. LOL. Dunno why I’m like this, ’cause I went to bed early last night and back to bed this morning after morning meeting for 3 hours. Maybe Meg’s right about my late nights catching up with me *shrugs* They haven’t before, though. But after those 2 1/2 hours, I didn’t feel as dead, so I got up, had some sugar and coke and got ready for bed, and felt a little better. Then I skimmed the rest of what I needed to in Big Red … I’m gonna review vocab and literary terms and all that tomorrow. Man, I’m so glad my exam isn’t at 8. If it was, I don’t know how I’d survive
Poor Erica, though … her hardest exam is tomorrow morning.
Speaking of which, she got into her first choice school today, Wash U — she was freaking out and running around and telling everybody, hehe, it was funny. She applied early decision, so she’s officially done: go her. I wanna be done! Stupid January 15 notification dates … lol. Ah well … it won’t be too long after Christmas break, I hope.
I also worked on my fractal for a little bit after dinner, and I’m finally on the white paint. All the rough edges are starting to go away, which I’m happy about, ’cause Sarah isn’t exactly the neatest painter, haha
So yay.
Oh yeah, and somehow the internet has been working without the firewall today. Cool.
And note to self: Grandpa teaches at The New School near Greenwich Village (where Liz Markey is, though she goes to NYU).
Well, I’m still tired, so after Brian gets on (which hopefully will happen soon … hint hint?), I’m going to sleep. Adios.