I found out that I have to go through some steps in order to register for a class because of my low GPA. Basically I have to fill out some papers with questions for advising, then fill out some web forms, then see an advisor, which I won't be able to do until Monday.

I also looked at the number of hours I've completed and it's not as bad as I thought -- I have to complete 37.5. Which is still a big chunk, but I was thinking it was more.

Plus I did two (small) things to help myself get organized and I'm really pleased.

Cash, I'm glad BiL is doing better.

DJ, The Grapevine sounds like my kind of place. And L's soon-to-be ex is a manipulative cheesebutt.

Happy anniversary, Kristin and Drew!

Job~ma to Miracleman.

Frederick is No Way In Hell Am I Driving There.

Hey now. I suppose that means that meara will never come to visit if invited. Hmph.

Happy Anniversary, Kristin and ND!

Continued lung~ma for Cashmere's BIL!

askye, did you get your tongs back? As a veteran of dropping things in inaccessible places, I recommend a flattened-out wire coathanger. If it isn't long enough, you can use pliers to uncurl the end from around itself and straighten it out all the way. Sweep it back there and you'll pick 'em right up.

Hah! OK, how about "No Way In Hell Am I Driving There On a Daily Basis". Does that help?

Emmett's kind of having a rough day.

We went to help Emily move and her neighbor's dog bit him in the finger. Drew blood and everything.

So I took him to Yum to console him and it's closed and gone. He was bereft, "I loved going soda shopping! They had 300 different flavors!"

Top this off with (a) Maklo the next door neighbor dog moving away, (b) the razing and rebuilding of Children's Playground in GG Park so that his happy childhood memories have been erased and (c) the closure of the Where the Wild Things exhibit and he's hating on San Francisco.

So I got him a big milkshake.

And he got diarrhea.

OK, how about "No Way In Hell Am I Driving There On a Daily Basis". Does that help?

That's a little better. Although it makes me look like a freak for driving from Frederick to DC on a daily basis. If only my husband preferred the city....

Go askye with the returning to school and stuff!

edit: Oh David, that's terrible. Poor Emmett.

Oh, poor Emmett! He's having a horrible, no good, very bad day. And, I'm evil because I'm sitting here laughing because everything all in one day is just absurd.

Um,I think you're INSANE for driving from Frederick to DC. But at least your employer gives you a car and gas?

Poor Emmett. No one should have that many things go wrong in a day until they're out of college at least.

I think you're INSANE for driving from Frederick to DC.

Bwah! I know I'm lucky to have a company car. If that would ever change, I'd probably be looking for work closer to home.