Assorted Thoughts

Somebody hired me! Somebody I turned down 2 months ago! The world makes sense once again.

The Populations Research Lab has given me a job as a telephone interviewer. Prolly not that much with the super funtimes but hey, it's money, it's at the U of A, and it's actually related to my field of interest. It's gonna be a little tricky to schedule around classes, karate, and badminton while I'm still in school fulltime but that's only for 2 more weeks. After that, I'm scheduled to take soc of aging in spring, and maybe I'll take on another job to help tide me over parttime. It's gonna be a busy summer, but I'm feeling a little better now, knowing I'm not likely to starve anytime soon. Bonus!

Etichette: summer, work

Holy crap is my brain ever melting. Last week's grotesque amounts of assignments is over, thank God, but this week has delivered lovely new kinds of stress. I've recently been informed that I'm prolly gonna have to take a spring course at some point, and possibly this year if I want to graduate next June. Also, my populations prof has told me that I should try to get a job with the populations research lab, which just happens to be exactly the job I turned down at the beginning of this semester. So currently I'm contemplating taking a spring course and working 2 jobs simultaneously. And trying to convince myself I have a chance of getting some form of housing next year. Oh, and I somehow managed to lose the antenna on my cell phone. While it was in my pocket. How does that even happen?

As if that weren't enough, Grampa has decided to move into a nursing home and Nana is still not doing well in the hospital. My parents are freaking out and John is upset about something and HOLY CRAP WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAPPEN AT ONCE?

Etichette: stress

Today I finally wrote my last midterm. Damn that felt good to be done with. Now I am perfecting the art of procrastination, as I should be reading 62 pages of Freud but really, really can't be arsed to do it. For a guy who talks about sex all the time, you'd think he'd be way more interesting. But then, I should know by know that articles in theoretical soc classes are never interesting. Even friggin the History of Sexuality from last semester. Two words: False. Advertising.

Anyway, so Friday I decided to get creative and had John over for fondue. Neither of us know how to fondue, but nothing will stop us hellz no. There were no burn incidents! Or food poisoning. So it was a success.

Saturday night was Gong Show Night because certain people could not get their act together, and so poor Caitlyn had to wait around 5 hours before we told her certain people were not showing up. So instead we went for ice cream until Dairy Queen kicked us out, and then to a frozen pond and playground, whereupon we thought a man was a ghost dog. Is whereupon a word? I care not. Then the three of us, John included, headed on down to my place to read Cosmo. He did the quizzes and the verdict is in, he's a cocky man-handler. Don't ask me what that means. In conclusion, weekend = successful. Hardcore.

Etichette: Caitlyn, John, procrastinating, soc