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Because Wednesday is cool, too.
Mar. 5th, 2004 12:08 amTwo tests yesterday, and just enough studying to ace both. I rock!
Except no, no I don't, and all this did was reinforce already dismal study habits, but still with the grades! Maybe just a little, then.
The goofy grin reflex every time I look at the envelope from Tuesday on my desk has not yet worn off. After more drafts than a week's worth of happy hour at an Irish pub, the letter is done and will be on its merry way in the morrow.
( So here's something bizarre. )
I am a strange child.
Made the mistake of checking out the TRiP site, and for Spring Break, they're going to Lake Tahoe! The whole week! $1175 including airfare, lodging, lift tickets and equipment! If my ass was in any kind of shape to ski a minimum eight hours a day and I had any time to square the paperwork plus the funds to cover it given the summer programs I'm looking at, I'd be all over it like white on rice.
Does anyone still say that?
Ran into the editorial board at Leonardo's on my walk to the office, and told Staci that Miranda and I got the phone call from housing that we'd been placed into her room:
"Yay!" *silence falls over the restaurant, with everyone turning to look at us* "That may have been out loud."
Steve made the mistake of telling me there's a Super Nintendo in the online room. I may never work again.
Speaking of work though (not that I've been talking about much else recently), I was the one who got to field the election announcement phone call, and amid deafening cheers and spotty reception, I caught enough to run through the office screaming Access had won, with yet another record-setting voter turnout of 11,000, by a margin of 2,000 votes. How freakin' cool, that. Jamal was such the underdog for the nomination, then winning any significant portion of the vote, and yet. Rock on, student body.
Except no, no I don't, and all this did was reinforce already dismal study habits, but still with the grades! Maybe just a little, then.
The goofy grin reflex every time I look at the envelope from Tuesday on my desk has not yet worn off. After more drafts than a week's worth of happy hour at an Irish pub, the letter is done and will be on its merry way in the morrow.
( So here's something bizarre. )
I am a strange child.
Made the mistake of checking out the TRiP site, and for Spring Break, they're going to Lake Tahoe! The whole week! $1175 including airfare, lodging, lift tickets and equipment! If my ass was in any kind of shape to ski a minimum eight hours a day and I had any time to square the paperwork plus the funds to cover it given the summer programs I'm looking at, I'd be all over it like white on rice.
Does anyone still say that?
Ran into the editorial board at Leonardo's on my walk to the office, and told Staci that Miranda and I got the phone call from housing that we'd been placed into her room:
"Yay!" *silence falls over the restaurant, with everyone turning to look at us* "That may have been out loud."
Steve made the mistake of telling me there's a Super Nintendo in the online room. I may never work again.
Speaking of work though (not that I've been talking about much else recently), I was the one who got to field the election announcement phone call, and amid deafening cheers and spotty reception, I caught enough to run through the office screaming Access had won, with yet another record-setting voter turnout of 11,000, by a margin of 2,000 votes. How freakin' cool, that. Jamal was such the underdog for the nomination, then winning any significant portion of the vote, and yet. Rock on, student body.
