Tomorrow is my first day of school. I'm nervous for some reason. It's just a six week summer deal and it's not like it's my first class in the program or anything. I know absolutely nothing about this professor because he adjunct. There's nothing about him on www.ratemyprofessor.com. Nothing. If he's a tool, I'm not going back. I'll just drop it and take the summer off.
I can't concentrate today for some reason. My mind keeps wandering. The day is passing quickly at least.
The garage door would not close last nigh and then I pulled on the manual release lever (does that sound dirty to anyone else? No? Okay, I'm a perv) and it crashed. Yikes. The guy will be coming tomorrow or later in the week to fix it. I just can't win with this house lately, but for the most part it's a great place.
Paul is going to Mexico next month for work and I'm trying to figure out what I want to do while he's gone. I priced flights to Seeeeeeaaaaaatttlle to go see Jam, but they're too expensive at this point. I could go to New York or I could stick with the idea of just staying home and throwing a party, but I don't know what everyone else is doing, nor do I know what is going to be going on with school at that point because the adjunct tool of a professor probably has no idea how to use blackboard and hasn't given us the syllabus yet. I guess I'll know better tomorrow.
Off to go breathe into a paperbag....
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