Friday!

How does one react to free time?

One types in her blog.

Even though one doesn't really have anything useful to say.

It's been a strange week. We talked the Mad Russian out of having class last night ... That was pretty cool. Certainly didn't expect it to work. Add to that the other things you heard about yesterday and I'm just lost.

Tonight, it's out to Storm to do a little cooking, cleaning, and rent-paying. Or grocery-acquiring, as the case may be. Tomorrow, homework, probably. And Sunday. Then ... Well, then next week starts, and that will likely be even weirder than this week, what with the disappearing ChE department. Craziness.

For now, it's off to class to learn some economics and goof around with the Funky Monkey Originator. Yeah, you know who you are.

Oh, and for those of you reading, may I suggest you give me a topic or two? Mention it and I'll write about it (keep in mind, this is a family-friendly blog).

Have a good day, all!


PS -- Updated link for the gross picture I posted a couple weeks ago. There's a video here about it.

Comments

daz said…
hmmmm....a topic to type about. if i had one i'd probably use it on mine, as mine has gotten pretty lame lately i think. oh well. how about.....how addicting facebook is, but you've already mentioned that once or so. hmm.....the speed at which income is sent thru the mail versus the speed bills and whatnot are sent. sorry not very much help. the last one came up 'cause i just finally got my refund check today (which i put in a form to get it like 7 weeks ago, which they lost so i had to fill out another one, and now it'll take like 3 days for the check to clear so i can actually use my money and i've been mooching off people for like over a week now). grrrr. sorry end vent. laters
31 October, 2005 18:27
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