September 20, 2008

Wasting time

The view from the window by my desk. No wonder I don't get as much work as I should.

Another reason why I don't get much work done... don't worry, mom, it's apple tobacco and we don't smoke very often.

September 11, 2008

The downlow

Here's the downlow: School's started up and it took me forever to figure out my schedule.

I've started my new job as coffee hour coordinator, aka, make coffee for after YDS's daily chapel service.

Tomorrow is the first community dinner and I've been planning that for the past week or so and just decided today that we should have smores.

I haven't gotten my loan refund yet so either a) my lending bank is playing a horrible joke on me, b) YDS is playing a horrible joke on me, c) I'm missing paperwork and the internet isn't telling me, or d) my loan refund got sucked into a black hole created by the particle accelerator in Geneva.

Nonetheless, it means I can't buy the majority of my books or buy groceries or new bike tires or utilities or go visit Tessa this weekend. My mom fronted me some cash, so I was able to buy books for this upcoming week, but I already burned through half of that buying 4 books.

I have two morning classes, one that meets twice a week at 8:30 and one that meets twice a week at 9:00. I've decided to become a morning person, if only out of necessity.

Due to my new job as coffee mistress of YDS, but mostly because of my coffee addicted roommate Jake, I drink 3-4 cups of coffee each day. I had virtually no caffine at all this summer.

I like my roommates immensely and am super psyched to be living in such a great community with a cool history. On the downside, I have to talk about my feelings on a regular basis.

My advisor makes me all tense and jumbly on the insides whenever I meet with her.

I need to do laundry.

In addition to being a morning person, I still think I can be a night person. This is failing miserably, leading me to a loss of sleep, which is why I took a 3 hour nap yesterday and was still able to fall asleep at a regular hour.

On that note, I'm out of here.