contemplativeOn that note:
Graduation Status: Application for graduation under review by Faculty.
It's been like that for three weeks now, and I still don't know exactly what it means.
Additionally, I have to give notice next week. I was distantly aware of it, but looking up and realizing that my last quiz in film class had been moved to the 28th made me sort of go OMG-I-have-to-give-notice-to-my-landlord-n
Some woman called me from the Whistler Resort this evening and offered me three nights in a penthouse for ninety-eight bucks. It was some kind of Olympics promotion. We were both bitterly disappointed when I explained that I was a twenty-three-year-old student with no income to speak of, and therefore didn't qualify for the shiny pretty vacation.
So I sent her after my parents. Which should at least shut my dad up for a couple of weeks. So I call it a win.
(Random LOST note: "You're wife?" The HELL? *annoyed Grammar-Nazi twitching*)
Hmm. To go to my first class tomorrow, or not to go to my first class tomorrow. That is the question. o.O
