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Saturday, July 29, 2006
  Death to the air-crack
The last week....oh my head. I've been really entrenched in rearranging the apartment, and doing some "spring" cleaning. I finally cleaned the big monsters out of the washroom, which was nice.

The little cat and I have been bonding, although it's been interesting because she's insanely full of energy at times and goes on mad homicidal tears. She's making up for her fear of feet with a vengeance, as she's now become quite adept at the suprise attack. But it's the "attack and cling/slash." Also, the table manners are not improving but getting steadily worse, as I was jarred into alertness on Wednesday morning when she scaled my body to take a peek into my corn pops. The good things though....she's amazingly cute, and still loves to cuddle when she's not getting into absolutely everything possible. Everytime I see her even if she's being the hugest shithead ever, I'm still like, "awww man...you're the greatest cat EVER..." Ad
nrtqw[1] nauseum, I know.

Otherwise...I've just been busy with either puttering around the house, working, or dealing with school. I found out two days prior to the final, about the final, but also realized that my summer session was thus compressed, and not ending on the 16th as I'd originally supposed. The final went ok, but the last week or two of classes were just really annoying. Where once my prof was really awesome, in the last two weeks or so, he became really obnoxious. I'm just glad it's over. I'm super glad he felt the need to warn us all for five minutes on the last class not to "Ever sleep with your students", because ...well, I'm stupid like that, as I'm sure the rest of the class was. Woo. Saved our asses on that one.

Work has been going well. I still get hopelessly annoyed at the tedium of Geek Palace, and have developed a huge aversion to the Copy and P center. It is the most annoying thing to do ever. I think if I worked in there solo, it would be ok, but otherwise, the girls drive me crazy. I like cash. I also got specifically named and praised in the city-wide online Geek Palace Survey ("You have been randomly selected to take the geek palace survey....it'll take five minutes, and you'll have a chance to win the shopping spree! It'll take five minutes, and is based on your service today.") for my mad customer service skillz. I got a new nametag promptly after that that no longer says "in training." So, I figure I'll die happy now.

The deli...what to say. I've decided that I should (well, got nudged with the idea that I will pursue, rather) start journalling after each shift, to better equip me in the writing of "le book." Because out of all the ideas I've had so far, this one...this one I still completely see as occurring. Now that my desk is in my room too, it will be a lot easier. I have a feeling I might hole up a while until school kicks in again and just commit myself to it for a while, while I still can.

In other news...there is no other news that I care to divulge on the air0crack of the interwebs. I'll probably just gush all over about it in meatspace.[3] S'all good.

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[1] & [2] My cat also strives to be literate, and to blog her daily endeavours. She's complex.

[3] This term is so outdated, but I'm overtired, so fuck you. You know what I meant.
 
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