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Had today off and had to run around like crazy, and still didn't get everything done the way I really wanted to.

I had to run down to uptown to Scout's (of Manitiou Mischief Rattery) to pick up three new girls, got lost on the way there, had to wait for my bus, decided to pick up a bus card while I was waiting, trying to figure out how I'm going to time everything right to drop off the rats and go up to the seminary to talk to the financial aid person and visit the internet. Decided not to drop off the rats, and here I sit 'cause the financial aid lady wasn't in-- or course. I'd really like to have been able to pick up and deposit my paycheck today, but that will have to wait until tomorrow; and I'd really like to be able to hit the downtown library, but I probably shouldn't for time reasons (if I'm going the library, I don't want to feel pressured into hurrying through).

My three new ratties are in a box next to the computer, and I think I'm going to name them Hitotsu, Futatsu, and Mittsu. :) I give my pets such fancy names in Japanese, ne?



So Angela knows, but just to reiterate for the crowds...
When I went to talk to Judith about how to work a budget and stay on top of my finances, she insisted (for about forty-five minutes, until I caved) on giving me the money to pay back Northland. (Now I have to pay back Judith instead, but that's OK, 'cause she's not holding my diploma and transcripts over my head.)
And the more I think about Northland, the angrier I get.
Jenny's pay-gap and sexist treatment at work; Judith finally leaving because she was being sat on and discriminated against; the continual construction that violated EPA noise pollution standards; the pesticides on the lawns; the financial aid office that treats its students like imbiciles...etc, etc, etc. And I have a diploma from there that means nothing, and is barely worth the paper it's printed on. Hells, besides the 1,500 directly to Northland, I have another 30,000 in loans that I hope will be deferred before I have to start paying on them.
Yeah, it's tempting to go in there and raise some hell.



And now journalling I did earlier this week:

Contemplating the divinity within )
Random factiods I learned )
lykomancer: (Angry)
AHHHH!

Wow, I just realized how insane the next twenty-four hours are going to be.

I have to eat supper-- my one meal of the day-- and then at 6 I have a Grindstone paper meeting (dealing with Carl; oh... goodie...); at 7 I've agreed to go out to supper with Tom, who's up from the cities only until tomorrow morning, and though he wants to get me plowed I can't; I have to have either my capstone outline or the abstract done by tomorrow morning; I don't yet know whether Julie agreed to switch meeting times with me, so I don't know what's going on with my VERY IMPORTANT meeting with Cynthia tomorrow; I have my physical tomorrow afternoon for the Peace Corps, and I have to remember to take all of my paperwork with me and cash my birthday check from Heather and Akia; I have a panel discussion tomorrow evening at 6 about gay marriage, and I'm pretty sure I'm just gonna take my notes and wing it.

Add in the fact that one of my baby rats escaped its cage and is loose in Kris's house with two dogs and four cats-- not to mention the five humans-- and there are a few other weird bits going on... Oh, God.

And I can't forget archery tomorrow.

Or that I'm working for Banner tomorrow, not Carol. And that I have to skip out of work early to see if Julie did agree to switch meeting times.

And that Bruce agreed to give me a ride to the doctor's office if I call and remind him

The problem is that I am now so stressed thinking about all this I am overwhelmed. I have two hours to eat and whatever before my newspaper meeting, and I doubt my ability to use them productively 'cause my mind is zipping along at break-down speed thinking about everything else.

Damn.

*breaths*

Will try to think happy thoughts and work on my abstract. I should be able to get that done before I have to leave.
lykomancer: (Alex)
Why?
Why?
Why?
WHY!?

*tweaks out for a moment*

Ok... it's the last day of Break. I just wanted to sit around, be lazy, and work on my capstone. That's it. Oh, and read the article I have to do a presentation for on Friday.

Ranting )

*tweaks out again*

In nomine patre, et filii, et spiritus sancti...
Yay for angry religous German music.

I'm gonna make a goodly effort to not freak out and kill anything tonight.

Unless it *really* deserves it.

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