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7:41 a.m.
2004-01-23
Blah on Thursdays

So here's what my Thursday ended up being:

Shit.

Morning:
--class with Lisa. Fine and fun. I was one of five people singled out as, essentially, the smartest and most organized in the class. Word.
--finishing Helen's paper. I did it, and it turned out okay.
--getting mad at Lowell. It happens. I got unmad relatively quickly.
Morning grade: B+

Afternoon:
--walk to Dominicks to get pads and chocolate. Feel funny.
--go to bathroom. Find out have to change pants. VERY embarrassed, to say the least.
--get car, run home, change, come back to LP, have to park car in lot 'cause there's no street parking. Only have just enough to pay for parking and dinner.
--go to loop, meet with Lowell, have dinner at Panda Express.
--at Panda, get approached by homeless/whatever man for money/food. He puts his bag on the table, right where I had just put my wallet a few minutes before. Takes some time before we notice wallet is gone.
--go to lab to see what to do to report stolen license/ATM card/school ID/not-working credit card. Find out ALL DMVs close by 5:30 on Thursdays, and it's 4:50. Find out need to report ATM to bank.
--decide to go to LP, turn in paper in Helen's mailbox, skip class, and go home to take care of ATM
Afternoon grade: F

Evening:
--get to LP, hurry to English building, there just in time to put paper in mailbox, unstapled.
--leave voice mail with Helen, apologizing and explaining.
--decide to walk through Dominicks and parking lot to get to car, as it will be warmer. Walk past entrance, not paying attention 'cause mind is fucked. Get hit in face by barrier arm that raises to let cars into lot. Find out glasses are bent and face is scraped up. Head is in pain.
--go upstairs to car, start car, warm up.
--call Mom, explain, surprisingly went well.
--get home, see Dad who doesn't expect you 'cause you're supposed to be in class. Explain, surprisingly went well, get hug you so desperately need, though not of the correct ferocity.
--call bank, report ATM card, all taken care of, can get new one tomorrow (meaning today).
--take bath, do readings, fall asleep listening to radio, waiting for new Maroon 5 song.
--wake up for Lowell's call to see if all is all right, explain what happened at parking lot, get much needed sympathy.
--sleep.
Evening grade: C-

Today is going a bit better...besides waking up late 'cause the alarm didn't go off. I just need to type my journal entry for Claude's class today, and hopefully make some graphs for the meeting after class. I've gotta run around downtown today, getting my driver's license, ATM, and other necessities.

But...yeah. And I thought the year of the monkey was supposed to bring luck. I guess bad luck does count, though.

This will be repeated at LiveJournal, so if you read both, don't bother. ><

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