well, maybe i am, but i hope i'm not.
the real situation is my fucking relentless schedule. i honestly deserve some slack for not keeping the world up-to-date with my life because i am currently pulling 14 and 1/2 hour days. i work from 6:30 in the bright fucking morning until 9 am. at this point, i leave work to attend my deleterious class at parkland on genetics. (sidenote: i had promised myself i would graduate from the university of illinois without taking a class at parkland. partly because i can be a real snob when it comes to education, but mostly because i wanted my degree to be soley and wholly from the university of illinois. this all, of course, was before las fucked me over. my mind was changed.) after my class lets out at 12:15, i get 45 minutes to eat, change clothes, and arrive back at work. i then finish my shift from 1 to 9 in the evening. count the minutes. it's 14 and 1/2 hours. oh, and let's not kid ourselves like it ends there. i do have homework.
regardless, i'm not trying to complain about the hours, though i just did. the problem really is that i haven't adjusted to this schedule as of yet, so please forgive me for my absence and lack of posting. i just don't have the hours.
molly's p.s. - yesterday, at work, i found something. it made me laugh instantly and then subsequently want to cry. it was one of my "question of the day" tape-ups from last year that had somehow managed to remain taped to the desk at isr for a full year. i was arranging the info window, err, rather the orientation assistance desk, and there it was, hanging so very peacefully. it read:
if you could take an all-expenses paid, monthlong trip, but you had to be joined by your least favorite person, would you go? if so, where to and with whom?
beneath the question, written in a pen so obviously yours is the only reply to the question:
to a buddhist monastary so we can't talk - i would bring brett
it stayed there for a whole year.
posted by brett @ 12:36 AM
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