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Busted my butt to draw up a second draft... felt guilty about not having time to make it long enough, but I turned in what I had.
Then I get an email this morning saying "Ooops, sorry, didn't you know that the draft presentation schedule got pushed back and rearranged? Your deadline is actually like 2 weeks from now."
Oh. Right then. Moving on...
My birthday is apparently tomorrow. I don't know what I'll do... maybe I'll bake something.
Next week is UCHICON week. We still don't have all the money we need. CEAS will have to come through for us, or we're kinda screwed.
I need groceries. I need to finish all the last minute UChicon stuff. Like postcards, snacks, and figure out when I can actually do tabling. Like beating our advisor upside the head until she actually authorizes our payments for rooms.
I have mixed feelings about Valentine's Day. On the one hand, it's mostly crap. (The kind of crap that makes all your single friends depressed and misrable) On the other, Jeremy and I haven't gotten to have a date in awhile... what with us being in different states until Spring Break.
Just checked my messages. One from Becca, about my birthday, saying sorry she meant to call at midnight. But, it's cool babe, you're still 24 hours early! Like you are every year. Makes me laugh. ^0^
Anyway.
You know what you all should read?
I Cthulhu, or, What’s A Tentacle-Faced Thing Like Me Doing In A Sunken City Like This (Latitude 47 ° 9’ S, Longitude 126 ° 43’ W)?
And where you all should go?
Russian Tea Time
And drink their fabulous tea, with its matching china and actual lumps of sugar.
And eat their Black Russky.
Then I get an email this morning saying "Ooops, sorry, didn't you know that the draft presentation schedule got pushed back and rearranged? Your deadline is actually like 2 weeks from now."
Oh. Right then. Moving on...
My birthday is apparently tomorrow. I don't know what I'll do... maybe I'll bake something.
Next week is UCHICON week. We still don't have all the money we need. CEAS will have to come through for us, or we're kinda screwed.
I need groceries. I need to finish all the last minute UChicon stuff. Like postcards, snacks, and figure out when I can actually do tabling. Like beating our advisor upside the head until she actually authorizes our payments for rooms.
I have mixed feelings about Valentine's Day. On the one hand, it's mostly crap. (The kind of crap that makes all your single friends depressed and misrable) On the other, Jeremy and I haven't gotten to have a date in awhile... what with us being in different states until Spring Break.
Just checked my messages. One from Becca, about my birthday, saying sorry she meant to call at midnight. But, it's cool babe, you're still 24 hours early! Like you are every year. Makes me laugh. ^0^
Anyway.
You know what you all should read?
I Cthulhu, or, What’s A Tentacle-Faced Thing Like Me Doing In A Sunken City Like This (Latitude 47 ° 9’ S, Longitude 126 ° 43’ W)?
And where you all should go?
Russian Tea Time
And drink their fabulous tea, with its matching china and actual lumps of sugar.
And eat their Black Russky.
