Things are beginning to get interesting, and it's only the second week of the semester. I'm just beginning to realize exactly how much shit I really have to do in order to pull off even mediocre grades this semester. I should have my nose stuck in a book every waking non-class minute. Obviously, that's not happening, but that's how it should be.
Tomorrow I may be going to DC to protest the inauguration. If I can get everything done that needs done, that is. If I can go, it should be amazing.
I love a good protest.
On a not so light note, collection notices keep pouring in at home. Money sucks and I wish I could pay bills with goods and services. I can make pretty good paper cranes, and I've been told I'm a pretty good vegeterian cook. I'm also available for light housework. I can grow vegetables. Damn collections companies and their non chili lentil sprout soup-acepting ways!
However, my roomate's leaving. By the end of this week, I shall be warm and IM noise free, running unhindered on my own schedule again. With lights, even! This makes me very happy when I look beyond the fact that she completely totalled her car. I know I'm going to need that extra bit of relaxation when shit slowly hits the fan. 'Cause it will.
But I'll be ready this time.
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