After class I was to meet up with Rudie again about the presentation. However, he had other things going so we'll have to meet up tomorrow instead. Sucks. So I went to the bookstore, where they were totally and utterly out of the pencils I use to draw. Sucks. Picked up a schedule for next semester, and found that one of the classes I need to take for my major is offered pretty much only 3ish to 5ish on various weekdays or at 9 AM on Saturdays. Sucks. Thought I'd miss bus but didn't as it was merely extremely late; went to maul, poked a few stores, then nearly freaked out when I realized I was the only customer in Skinmarket (what a name, huh?) and there were three employees watching my every move for lack of anything else to do. That was of the nervousness. Again, suck. Notice a pattern here...?
Caught second bus, came home. Have blister because unthinkingly put on a holey sock today. La la la ding.
Mmm, sleepy. Mmm, soymilk.
Caught second bus, came home. Have blister because unthinkingly put on a holey sock today. La la la ding.
Mmm, sleepy. Mmm, soymilk.