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A bland update on a bland weekend.

5/2/2004 /

It’s been another long week, but it’s over, and the less said on it, the better. Except for the fact that Mae is sick and didn’t get the Sophomore Advisor spot, which means she’s feeling miserable and second-guessing herself left and right. She’s also avoiding me, because I threatened to straight-jacket her ass into a hospital if she’s still sick today. Or to call her mother. I’m just trying to pass chemistry, understand Calculus, run my three pages of the newspaper, and get a little sleep–and in that order, it seems.

Mae and I didn’t go to the formal last night. Her stomach virus was still hitting her full force, and I was just tired and turning my frustrations with the newspaper around and around in my head, mentally trying different solutions and ultimately rejecting them. I made sure she was in bed with phone numbers for my cell and the Thorn office, then headed down to the Thorn office to do chemistry and brainstorm ways to fix my current dilemma with the newspaper.

I was woken up this morning by my mother calling me. This was good, since it was 08:30, and I’d wanted to get up at 05:00. Few hours difference there. She expressed worry over my mental state, but who the hell sounds any kind of decent right out of bed? Morning breath, full bladder, hunger, fatigue, and worry over the rapidly disappearing weekend hours do not make for good morning chatter. I love her anyway, though, because she and the Old Man sent money. (Yeah, yeah, I know I complain when they send money normally, but we’re talking “bank accounts about to be suspended” kind of broke here, lately.)

So if one were to ask how my weekend is going, I’d have to say, “Fairly well.” I’ve taken half of the Chemistry notes I need to, have read over half of my Gender Issues assignment, and have idly covered a white board in possible newspaper dilemma solutions. And I’ve still got all night tonight and all day tomorrow. Minus the cigar I may [learn how to] smoke with Bob and the Thorn Leprechaun tonight…

6 Comments

  • Luke

    5/1/2004 at 21:37

    Hey!

    Smoking with Bob? Soon they’re gonna have you talking about Davy Crockett and who knows what else…ok, so not really, but I thought I’d say that just because I could. I hope you get some sleep…I had to take a nap this evening and that’s after I got out of bed at 1:30 or so.

  • Lissa

    5/2/2004 at 09:03

    Re: Hey!

    Poor drugged-up Luke. You should just sleep your weekend away. [8)]

    I didn’t actually smoke with them last night. I left the Thorn office about 10:30 to get rid of Nikolai, and they weren’t back yet. Plus, I hadn’t eaten for about 8 hours, and I didn’t think smoking would go over well with that.

  • Lissa

    5/2/2004 at 17:00

    Re: ick

    I know smoking is HELLA GROSS, sweetheart, but I felt like doing a little experimenting. I’ve completely refrained from commenting on some folks’ drinking fun a few weeks ago… It’s all about the safety of the environment and the risks one is willing to take, yes? Ultimately, I decided that sleep and immediate health (the whole empty stomach thing) and my fear of cancerous shit growing in my mouth outweighed my desire to try something new and get my mind off my troubles. So I went to bed.