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The end of a very long week.
Feb. 27th, 2004 08:11 pmAh, Home Sweet Home.
Unicron and I have transplanted back Home for Spring Break. It's really more of a base of operations -- I expect to be traveling around Maryland and Virginia for most of the next week or something. But yes, she's set up here in the guest room, and as I'm quite exhausted, she may be humming me to sleep before long.
It's been a long week.
I had my Metaphysics midterm t'day, which accounted for the last stress I needed to deal with. It went very smoothly, as I expected, though I can't be sure of my grade until I get it back.
Ms. Unicron also received a new kybard this afternoon. The eluminX that I ordered came in. It's considerably louder than that flimsy thing I've been using, but it's a full-sized kybard, and I have every intension of learning to type correctly on it. And as I'm going to have a Single next year, no one will be complaining about the noise, either. I rather enjoy the clacking of the keys, myself -- I've missed it.
But yes! Last night, everything fell together for Room Selection. Mike all-of-a-sudden decided that he'd be willing to room with us again, and intends to take Curtis under his wing and try to get him to be more sociable. Mike and Zach agreed to take the double, and Curtis agreed to take a single, leaving me with the single I wanted. So, I kinda feel bad, as I'm the only one who seems to have gotten what they wanted, but... So, yeah, now we just have to hope our application gets accepted, but I'm told we don't have much to worry about.
I also got an email from Ms Suzannah this afternoon, making sure I knew the time that the Dancing Group met on Sundays, so I'm feeling a little more confident with that, or something... We'll see how it goes. I won't be making it this weekend, as Louis, Leslie, and I have already made plans, but I intend to go next week, and likely the week after that...
Mom's sick. So s my little sister, it seems. I vomited early this morning, and haven't been feeling at my peak for the remainder of the day. Hopefully it's just a little bug -- apparently there's one going around.
And I no longer have anything to worry about.
Now I sleep. Or something.
Unicron and I have transplanted back Home for Spring Break. It's really more of a base of operations -- I expect to be traveling around Maryland and Virginia for most of the next week or something. But yes, she's set up here in the guest room, and as I'm quite exhausted, she may be humming me to sleep before long.
It's been a long week.
I had my Metaphysics midterm t'day, which accounted for the last stress I needed to deal with. It went very smoothly, as I expected, though I can't be sure of my grade until I get it back.
Ms. Unicron also received a new kybard this afternoon. The eluminX that I ordered came in. It's considerably louder than that flimsy thing I've been using, but it's a full-sized kybard, and I have every intension of learning to type correctly on it. And as I'm going to have a Single next year, no one will be complaining about the noise, either. I rather enjoy the clacking of the keys, myself -- I've missed it.
But yes! Last night, everything fell together for Room Selection. Mike all-of-a-sudden decided that he'd be willing to room with us again, and intends to take Curtis under his wing and try to get him to be more sociable. Mike and Zach agreed to take the double, and Curtis agreed to take a single, leaving me with the single I wanted. So, I kinda feel bad, as I'm the only one who seems to have gotten what they wanted, but... So, yeah, now we just have to hope our application gets accepted, but I'm told we don't have much to worry about.
I also got an email from Ms Suzannah this afternoon, making sure I knew the time that the Dancing Group met on Sundays, so I'm feeling a little more confident with that, or something... We'll see how it goes. I won't be making it this weekend, as Louis, Leslie, and I have already made plans, but I intend to go next week, and likely the week after that...
Mom's sick. So s my little sister, it seems. I vomited early this morning, and haven't been feeling at my peak for the remainder of the day. Hopefully it's just a little bug -- apparently there's one going around.
And I no longer have anything to worry about.
Now I sleep. Or something.
