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I was supposed to pay a part of my tuition fee today, but it completely slipped my mind. =_= Mother wasn't too happy about that... she put the usual damage on the moment I got home today. She even managed to jab at the fact that my face is starting to look like the moon on a good day (of course, she didn't put it that cruelly). She's rather good at that.
Maybe I should be grateful. She didn't make any comments on the way I was dressed, or how I should exercise again, or the reasons for me breathing.
Whatever. I'll get it done tomorrow.
Talked with Mama Lyn this afternoon at Yellow Cab, where she very generously treated me out to this funky ham & cheese sandwich thing and a can of Coke after handing over some goodies for Khursten. She clarified some issues for me regarding souring relationships within the group. That's that, I suppose.
Theology 121 long test up for Friday, but other than that the horizon is looking clear. Most of this week's trouble points have passed me by already, and since I didn't lose any limbs to them when I checked last, I'm okay. ^___^
A certain online test said my vocabularly level (Flesch-something or the other) on this journal is Grade 5. >_> I find that rather insulting, though I know I shouldn't even be affected by it in the first place.
Chapter 60's no-go until Khursten finishes the edits on 59 (and I'm not willing to start up the migraines that it's sure to bring this early in the month...), but pron is proving particularly difficult to write at this moment. T_T Can't seem to get myself past that first page.
Before I go, lemme give you my favorite equation of the moment:
boys + mortal danger + lube + bed = pr0n
Teh Rotchness, this is how much I love you. XD XD XD
Maybe I should be grateful. She didn't make any comments on the way I was dressed, or how I should exercise again, or the reasons for me breathing.
Whatever. I'll get it done tomorrow.
Talked with Mama Lyn this afternoon at Yellow Cab, where she very generously treated me out to this funky ham & cheese sandwich thing and a can of Coke after handing over some goodies for Khursten. She clarified some issues for me regarding souring relationships within the group. That's that, I suppose.
Theology 121 long test up for Friday, but other than that the horizon is looking clear. Most of this week's trouble points have passed me by already, and since I didn't lose any limbs to them when I checked last, I'm okay. ^___^
A certain online test said my vocabularly level (Flesch-something or the other) on this journal is Grade 5. >_> I find that rather insulting, though I know I shouldn't even be affected by it in the first place.
Chapter 60's no-go until Khursten finishes the edits on 59 (and I'm not willing to start up the migraines that it's sure to bring this early in the month...), but pron is proving particularly difficult to write at this moment. T_T Can't seem to get myself past that first page.
Before I go, lemme give you my favorite equation of the moment:
Teh Rotchness, this is how much I love you. XD XD XD
