||[Aug. 11th, 2006|02:18 pm]
So Eric is insisting that I go out on my own. Make a night of it. He's kicking me out at 9p tonight. It's funny he's concerned about MY social problems. I've decided to go to karaoke night at some bar down the street. I've made a deal with myself to do at least 2 songs. I'm always breaking deals with myself, though. We'll see.
I just got done with an ill-fated interview with a cruise line. Yeah. I was hoping to get a gig working at their call center/cust svc/sales office. No go. They only have set daytime hours and I need evening if I'm going to do my classes.
I took the math placement test at school yesterday....You don't want to know. I. AM. Ennumerate. I was, however, pointed to a couple of websites that have descriptions of the concepts and worksheets w/practice problems I can print out. I'll try to take it again soon.
I'm considering spending a bit of hard-earned money to secure a possible way to earn more. I'll need it as I was only able to get loans to pay for half the tuition. Having a B.A. means you don't get any scholarships unless they're private. I don't know where to start. It also means no federal funding will pay for any classes other than those required for the program. There goes my idea of taking an art class to balance the science. Oh, well. I'll have to do that on my own.
While I'm here, I'm going to try to find the old version of "The Wicker Man" and "Sweeny Todd" (thanks, rocketllama. There's a new version coming out with Nic Cage of all people. Hm. Oh, that's a new version of "The Wicker Man", not "Sweeny Todd". Ha.
That's all I got. Except that the damn terror level is at Red and I've got nothing to wear... Like a lovely lady on my flist, I'm hoping that this means airline ticket prices drop. I travel light anyway, security don't scare me! I'll just have to buy my body lotion when I arrive. Got to have soft skin, you know...