Speaking of skills that have little or no application in the real world, I got a callback from Elections Canada while I was at school - a lady who mispronounced my name left a number. I shall call them tomorrow morning before going out to fetch my clubs table stuff from campus - my poor dinosaurs have spent three nights in a tote bag. (Tomorrow I will post pictures of Clubs Week - including a couple of really lame ones of captainspiffy's Zombie Militia table and their live - so to speak - zombie defence demonstrations. And of my new sewing machine - oh, did I not mention that mik100's uncle gave me a sewing machine? Yes, yes he did. More on that later.) My printer looks naked without them.
Anyway. Maybe a job! A very temporary one, true, but one that pays money. Yay! And now, since I have eaten but six french fries all day, I've got macaroni and cheese to make,
So. Tired. *flomp*