Oh, you wanted to take classes??
Wow. Classes start in 7 days and I have finally registered for class. I mean, that's a little "Temple of Doom"esque for me. Just pick up the stupid rock already! For some unknown reason, the University has been treating me like a complete freak for the past 4 months. At work, we have formulated a theory for explaining this phenomenon: I am a freak. Ok, this isn't some sort of self denegrating escape or anything... we just think that it is possible that I'm the only American to have enrolled in the department. It really isn't as ridiculous as you might think. "You're an American?? A domestic?? And you're from Minnesota?? How bizarre." So we're betting that international students have their own procedures to go through. I wouldn't be horribly surprised if they were muttering something like "American, huh? Mmm... we haven't had one of those in years... lessee how we do this..." I mean, come on. Clearly something is screwed up when it takes 4 months to allow me to register for classes. Whatever the issue, however, it is now done. I have signed up for my brutal schedule, which, among other abominations, includes 9am classes M-F. Rock on.I'm going to go pick up the keys to Nips' Pad II on Thursday. I think that is about all I will do with the a.p.t. that day, however, as I don't have a bed to sleep on (or anything else, for that matter). So for now, it is bed hunting season. They're skitterish creatures, I've found, and it might take a little more than I want to pay to corral one in. We'll see. The task will become easier, though, now that I am all alone. Andrew left this morning to take care of packing, etc. at his house, so I'm manning the fort in a solo effort for now. Strange how the place changes when you're the only person there. It even turned the lights off on me while I was attempting to dine. Oy.
I had a superb weekend, this past Fri-Sun!! It's possible that it may have generated a couple cell phone calls. I love free nights and weekends.
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