Manic Wednesday

I have two other very worthy posts to put up here, but as they involve real writing I don't really feel like doing it right now.

Today I am in love with school again. How weird is that? I can quote myself earlier as saying that I hated it, that it was horrible, and that I had to attend "the stupid ass monkey class that I hate" tonight.

Wow. Such big words from such a little girl.

I didn't work out today. Instead I focused on getting some pretty serious work done on my project for my marketing class. Sometimes I feel like I *am* the only one who is focused in the whole group. It's annoying, but if I can get them to figure stuff out and get their shit done I won't mind.

And then in class tonight I got to negotiate against Betty O-Ren. She was a formidable opponent, but I won. She wouldn't budge on anything, but then I did some fast talking and got her to accept my deal. It was cool, and challenging. And overall the whole class was good, and Nathan was his usual funny self, charming me with his acerbic wit that it seems no one else gets.

Now I get to go to bed and think about how tomorrow I only have to spend five hours with my stinky co-worker! Then the week is over, and the partying begins.

Well, it doesn't actually begin until Friday, but since I will be with Nick and Ericka tomorrow night that's just as good.

Sam is alive, just unresponsive as usual. He took my survey, but I don't think he's been here in a while. I'd like to tell him the news of my engagement, even though I'm pretty sure he's too jaded by marriage to really support anyone doing it .... but still ... I'd like to share my big moment with him.

My two other posts will involve my epiphany in a recent dream, as well as thoughts about my dead twin.