Because I apparently have the Hemmingways this morning.
Children are nasty. Water is wet. Air is invisible.
Not nearly enough sleep last night. My own fault as I Marpled until almost 1.30 AM.
I realized that I am five classes away from program completion. US History II. Spanish II. Speech III. US Government. World Lit. That’s it. In theory, I could be done with this bit in a semester or two.
I *really* should call the oral surgeon. Infection will come back if I don’t get the root problem taken care of.
….Root problem! hahahahahaha!
I slay me.
Just remembered that I have a leftover carne guisada enchilada. Sounds like breakfast to me.
There is going to be
a garage sale an EPIC garage sale at my house on the 26th. Everything is sorted and ready to go because I am awesome like that. I have beelyuns and beelyuns of clothings to sell. Whatever I don’t sell, I will be donating to Safe Place.
PLEH. I have to read “Death of a Salesman”, “Oedipus the King” and a slew of poetry this week. I really hate most poetry. I grok why some people love it. It just isn’t my thing.
I have almost talked Mister Man into a pool. It would have to wait until after he graduates, of course. But, still. Pool. POOOOOOL.
That is all I have the bandwidth to recall. Must go shower and get day started. Yay, studying for History exam!
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