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Classwork isn't difficult, I've sort of gotten better at figuring out the campus. THE FINANCIAL AID SYSTEM IS SO FUCKED UP I ALMOST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.

"Your a freshman."
"I'm a Junior."
"We have you listed as a freshman."
"....Fine."
"You need 3 classes this semester to be full time."
"I have 3 classes."
"Nope, you have 2. Your other class got canceled so we switched you to another class and when you didn't show up you were automatically dropped."
"Thanks for emailing or calling or something to tell me that."
"We did."
"If you did, I would have shown up for class."

I need someone to cry to and make it all better.
Maybe I'll call my academic adviser.

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Met east side neighbor today. He's a great grand father, in his 60's, lots of great grandchildren running around. "We have lots of children, grand children and great grand children running around, so sometimes we have a lot of cars. No parties, but lots of kids."
"Great, we have no kids but lots of parties."

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birdmojo, this tarot card, is indeed, the path to the devil. I can't finish it in any reasonable time, let alone in time for the show. Sorry, I tried REALLY HARD. I'll have to put the little pieces in envelopes and start it again some other time.

Today, I turned over my new compost pile. There's some compost in it and some wiffle balls.

Lillian TORE around the new house. Her WHOLE BODY wiggled and careened from room to room. Tail wagging, jaws lolling open in a demented grin and yelping just to hear the echo.

Someone keeps leaving my barn door open, literally, I might need to lock it.

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John is gonna sell me to the gypsies...
I put things down the sink and now the sink is busted.
Quick! Call me and tell me how to fix it. There are no manly men on my phone and my mommy isn't home.

Edit: He says it's okay, that happens all the time.
He brought me Jr Mints :)

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The apartment building across the street has had a back hoe tearing out the lawn for the past 8 hours, for plumbing purposes. They were doin stuff under the streets and I was thinking, "Gee, I hope this doesn't screw our pipes up."

So John goes in with the snake thing and figures out that the clog is at least 22 feet out.

I was just chucking soup down there. I dunno what goes on in the pipes.

More broken house!

Off to home depot to rent augur. When Home Depot opens again.