scarrin

the rollercoaster costs 5 dollars.
2002-04-04 03:40:05 (UTC)

I got a head don't let me speak and you got a secret I can't keep.

Today I'm really tired. I could taste the reisling wine in
my mouth all damn day from last night too. It was really
sweet but it was awful. Yuck.

Not much happened today. I finally got my stuff ready for
school. I ended up having 71 credits that are available to
me for transfer. I need something like 129 to complete my
degree. My only problem now is I have to get my director
Durbin (a.k.a. Count Dickula) to approve my school
expenses. I hope...actually I pray...that he does it. I
have no idea though if he will or not. It's actually kind
of Carol's call. I might have to fight my fuckin ass
through Human Resources for this one, but my manager is
behind me....Rick likes me and sometimes looks at me like
a son figure (which is kinda nasty to me)...and Carol is
pretty cool with me too since mom used to know her a long
time back.

Anyways that's about it. I'm gonna go pass out now. I
don't care if it's 8:30 or not.




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