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Sep. 25th, 2003 12:59 pmI had a very disturbing and extremely strange dream this morning. It involved my having to give my sister a kidney for some unspecified reason. I suppose this is my subconscious picking up on a silly thought I had once about how to get a lot of money in a hurry. I could certainly use a lot of money now.
The paper goes, slowly. I keep getting interrupted by things like telemarketers and leaf blowers outside. (Well, those and the fact that I keep getting frustrated with the tone and the language, and I keep arguing with myself whether to fix it now or just write the damn thing and go back and fix it later, when I will have forgotten what exactly I wanted to fix.)
My parents think the loan idea isn't a good one. I just want to stop having to worry about rent. Almost everything else is negotiable, and if it isn't, I'll make it happen somehow.
Last night we got the take-home exam for Semiotics. I think I can probably get through it, it's just a question of doing it this weekend along with all the other things that should get done this weekend (like the rest of the French paper, and the beginning of the theory paper, and the vacuuming and laundry and stuff like that, and the rest of the incidental stuff I haven't thought of yet.)
So, the molasses I'm wading through today is about hip-deep. Fun.
The paper goes, slowly. I keep getting interrupted by things like telemarketers and leaf blowers outside. (Well, those and the fact that I keep getting frustrated with the tone and the language, and I keep arguing with myself whether to fix it now or just write the damn thing and go back and fix it later, when I will have forgotten what exactly I wanted to fix.)
My parents think the loan idea isn't a good one. I just want to stop having to worry about rent. Almost everything else is negotiable, and if it isn't, I'll make it happen somehow.
Last night we got the take-home exam for Semiotics. I think I can probably get through it, it's just a question of doing it this weekend along with all the other things that should get done this weekend (like the rest of the French paper, and the beginning of the theory paper, and the vacuuming and laundry and stuff like that, and the rest of the incidental stuff I haven't thought of yet.)
So, the molasses I'm wading through today is about hip-deep. Fun.
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