Daily transactions
Tuesday, Oct. 16, 2001 16:13

So, I have to echo what Linda said in her blog I am also incredibly happy and proud of a certain friend. This is good stuff. I love you! You are wonderful! And remember, you’re all good, and we will always be there for you.

So, here I am in work study, writing. I should be doing my damn philosophy paper, but hey, I worked on it for an hour, I am more than half done, and it’s not due for two more days...I’ve got time. Then I should be reading the next assignment for Philosophy. Heaven knows that’s going to take a long time…but um, I have tonight to do it! Yeah! Heh.

I have to be a guinea pig today. I’m actually kind of nervous…but more about how to get to the damn place where the experiment is taking place. This is one of the experiments that I’m required to take part in because I’m a little baby psych major. They’re using us, damnit! Heh. So, I have to venture over to nightingale hall. Now, this wouldn’t be a problem at all, except that once inside, I’m bound to get lost. This building is about as close to a rat maze as you get. It is IMPOSSIBLE to find your way around this building. They should have people in the lobby that are there just to bring you to the room you need to get to. I’ve never been in a more complicated building. I don’t know what kind of crack they were on when they designed it, honestly. SO, today, I have to locate 473 Nightingale. Ha! I better allow myself about an extra 20 minutes….man. OH, and not only that, but the top two floors of the damn building are locked, so somehow I have to get someone to let me in. Yes! And then they are gonna poke and prod me (or whatever it is that they’re gonna do…) for a while, and then let me go. Ugh.

I hate people that are impossible to argue with. I really really do.

I need to make an appointment with my advisor to make my winter schedule. I guess maybe I’ll do that when I am in Nightingale today for my damn experiment thing. Except that I don’t know who my advisor is…hmm. Okay…well, yeah. I do need a schedule though.

I sound odd today. To me, anyway…I think it’s all this philosophical stuff I’ve been writing. It is making my normal thought process seem much crazier than normal.

Aight, done.