tis Saturday

and i'm a working slave once again.

the end

choir concert

Kris, you did wonderful

and sitting in that dim room, filled by harmony, i could close my eyes and be detached from everything.

that's why i know it was something to me

great job,

good night

7 hours of writing
driving around
sucking up to people
wearing church clothes
shaking hands.

i went job hunting.
with Brett.

....again.

do me a favor ( Read more... )

Trip up to the shop ( Read more... )

had the best time i can remember, in a whole 30 minutes ( Read more... )

lunch with Val ( Read more... )

i sat mindlessly all day in class, staring at drywall, and thinking about this ( Read more... )

spent 6 hours setting up my math teacher's mom's new computer; backing up/transferring files, and recovering what i could out of the cluster of her old computer ( Read more... )

evit orientation ( Read more... )