Gordon Lightfoot, Minstrel Of The Dawn
Well, I survived another comm presentation. One of these days I'll develop a knack for coming up with an outline before I get up there, but not yet. Yay me.
CS went ok I suppose. I have a nagging suspicion that I should read this chapter in the book. It looks a little complicated. Yippee, more work.
Then I finished filling out my resgistration forms for next year. If I get all the classes I want, I'm going to have a hellish schedule on Mondays and Wednesdays. Classes solidly from 9:10 until 13:00. Accck. Ah well. And I'm giving up on the idea of retaking Calculus, since the only way it would have fit into my schedule would be if I took it from Harvey Schmidt at around 08:00 every day. No thanks, I want to pass. Anyway. So it looks like 2 comm classes, Greek lit and Operating systems. Could be fun. Could be hell. Could be both. And 3 out of 4 of them are taught by people I have this term, so there shouldn't be too many surprises. That'll be nice.
Choir was not that great. I felt queasy and my throat's starting to hurt. It damn well better not be strep. I have a performance Friday. I suppose I should drag myself down to the health center tomorrow and find out.
I went home for dinner tonight and mom and I had pizza. Yum. I've been wanting pizza for a while now. Then Tom called her so I went back to the dorms.
Talked to Jessica online. She thinks that it would be a good idea to just head down to the bay area with her for the summe and figure it out once I get there. She seems to think that Ian would let me stay with him for a few weeks while I got it all sorted out. He might, since Sean wouldn't be down there yet so I could just crash in the extra room for a few weeks until I found a place. So I may do that. I tried to look online for a job down there tonight, but I didn't find much. It's hard to find summer jobs online. At least I'm having trouble. Grr. So I think if I don't find anything between now and then and Jessica can talk Ian into it, I'll try that.
Now Sean's going to call me, so I'm wrapping this up now.
Captain Squanky signing off