I'm busy. Way too busy. Sheesh, taking three classes that normally take five months in eight weeks... It seems like I haven't seen the kids in weeks!
I've got too many assignments to do. It seems like all I do is sit here and work. I get up, I go walk, I come back, and I'm sitting here from like ten until eight at night. I like it and all, I mean I like the classes and find them interesting, it's just too much work. Too much.
There's an entry about OKC I keep wanting to write.
And I have an email letter all saved in my poor head for Jill.
And I want to tell you all the story of how Fran agreed to send me the iMac and how I'd then send him the check, but he's, like, an addict and stuff, so even after agreeing to send it, he rushed out and pawned the thing for less than I'd pay him. And how Fran's mother found three fifty-dollar savings bonds for my kids as their inheritance and how I don't know whether to laugh or, well, I don't have time to cry. And I wanted to take and post some pics of our black (BLACK!!!) chicks and maybe tell a funny goose story or two... But I got NO TIME.
And it's so hot in here that I have a headache and I don't understand how keeping the theromstat at 90 still resulted in a two-hundred-thirty-five freaking dollar utility bill! That's just wrong!
Better go.
I've got too many assignments to do. It seems like all I do is sit here and work. I get up, I go walk, I come back, and I'm sitting here from like ten until eight at night. I like it and all, I mean I like the classes and find them interesting, it's just too much work. Too much.
There's an entry about OKC I keep wanting to write.
And I have an email letter all saved in my poor head for Jill.
And I want to tell you all the story of how Fran agreed to send me the iMac and how I'd then send him the check, but he's, like, an addict and stuff, so even after agreeing to send it, he rushed out and pawned the thing for less than I'd pay him. And how Fran's mother found three fifty-dollar savings bonds for my kids as their inheritance and how I don't know whether to laugh or, well, I don't have time to cry. And I wanted to take and post some pics of our black (BLACK!!!) chicks and maybe tell a funny goose story or two... But I got NO TIME.
And it's so hot in here that I have a headache and I don't understand how keeping the theromstat at 90 still resulted in a two-hundred-thirty-five freaking dollar utility bill! That's just wrong!
Better go.
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