According to my schedule, as known to me of last night, I no longer have to work the morning shift tomorrow. Of course, knowing that this was exactly what I thought last week, this time I even got Craig, the shiftleader, to check for me to affirm that yes, I'm not working tomorrow and if someone calls me to work tomorrow it would not be my problem, thank heavens.
Speaking (or rather, typing, ha) of work, yesterday felt like my initiation to the Boy's Club at Work, which consequently began with Daniel leaping out at me. Leaping out, as in jumping out from behind one of the columns and going "BOO!" at me. I was very proud of myself for not dropping anything and learned, in the hours that followed, that guys can be obsessed with their body image to a degree that is truly amazing. (Anyone seen a movie called "Fight Club", or something along that lines? I'm missing a few references there.)
The chem professor is giving me a headache. He gave us the "What did I do wrong" speech today, as a result of people's inability to answer the in-class questions he posted.
No more drafting stories in my head for this and the next week. I have something like seven chapters to memorize.
Also, Lucy: I liked your xanga post but alas, having no xanga, will need to post that observation here. You can pretend that I gave you 2 eprops, or whatever those things are called.
Kate: No, not so much with the refraining from answering rhetorical questions. Am still working on it.
2 comments:
"Fight Club" is probably one of those movies most people have seen, but I haven't. So can't help you with references x)
Anyway OMG 2 EPROPS THANK YOUUUU, MY LIFE IS (NEARLY) COMPLETE NOW!
:)
p.s. the movie does involve "fighting" though, I can tell you that. And a lot of it.
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