Saturday, April 09, 2005
I wrote a thank-you letter to the endowment representative of the scholarship I am receiving, after working this afternoon to cover some girl's shift; tonight I close again. Then I must arise early Sunday to pick up the German dialogue I donated to my partner, because I need it myself to memorize before Monday.
It is archaic of me to write checks, but I am proud of them. They make me feel like a grown-up.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 4:07 PM]