one week
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1:39 p.m.this past week:
i got an A on my first psych test! i wasn't so sure how good i did. i totally bullshitted the in-class essay. and when i came in on tuesday morning, she had told the class that there were a hanful of A's, a handful of D's and F's, and a whole bunch of C's. i was sure i got a C, but when she gave me my test i saw that i was a 1.5 points from a perfect!! ROCK! i couldn't stop smiling in class. i miss that whole sick anticipation of finding out grades and feeling like you've done the worse only to find out you've done exceptionally well. it was a great feeling. i celebrated by going out with co-worker robert after work. that was a bad idea, being that i had to be at work at 6am the next day. i didn't expect to stay out late, but we were suppose to go for just "one beer" and you know how that goes... i'll refrain from repeating myself.
wednesday and thursday was a big blur. i hadn't fully recovered and i had my first paper for cultural anthro due. i went to a bar the week before to observe the ethnic and racial cliques of those who attend and draw general conclusions about my observations. total bullshit. i didn't really know what i was doing, so i just put together a bunch of observations down in a five page paper. i had met up with my dad on wednesday night, so i got up really early on thursday morning to write it. fill in the rest of the days with work and school and very very short napping. i managed to squeeze in time for food, but all this lack of water in my system combined with the enormous amounts of coffee i drink is taking a toll on my body. (not to mention the alcohol consumption.)
friday, the 13th was hell. i usually have great friday the 13th's. the irony of the day makes a fun and interesting day for me. but this time around, i was emotional and running on very little sleep, too much caffiene, and no h20. i tried doing my taxes and i couldn't get my CSN number to file them electronically. i waited til the last minute and when i finally realized i needed telephone assistance, it was 7:01pm. office hours: closed. fuck. i was already frustrated enough as it is. but to my rescue, wes comes to visit! we had agreed to be each other's valentines this year. so he came up for a quick trip. we headed out to charls bday bash at his place. it turned out to be pretty cool. there were a lot of really interesting people there. i got to see shaun and meet his boyfriend and i got to watch these two guys throw themselves all over wes. i thought it was cute and i got a kick out of it.
so last night, we went out to a few bars and checked out the cinch on polk street. there was some crazy drag night goin on and it turned out to be crazy fun. we were at the castro early on in the night, and i just wasn't feeling it. but i called up co-worker robert and he suggested we check out the cinch. so off to polk street we go, and the comfort levels rise. it was a great night. two guys from charls' party approached us and introduced themselves, and we ended up talking to them all night. one of those guys brought up burning man and it turns out that he was a neighbor of mine out on the playa. seriously right next to us, we were at sanctuary and he was at pinhole camp. so while wes and his friend talked about the joys of LA, i got to rave about burning man with a fellow burner! it's a wonderful thing to meet another burner randomly, but it's even better when that person turns out to be a neighbor!
so here i am, wes has gone home, and i have lots of laundry and US history studying to do! hopefully tomorrow i can get my taxes done, and by the time my refund arrives, i'll have enough to go home. cuz i miss my kitty.
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