Thursday, February 02, 2006
I regret I offered to cover a shift this afternoon for a girl (Mandy). I could be reading, but instead, I am serving people sandwiches. A blonde came to the counter, leaned on the glass, and continued talking on her cell phone. I ignored her, which made me feel like a big man.
Over the weekend I must do many, many odd things.
send tax stuff to April
watch Megan sew arm-warmers
attend a mandatory work meeting
finish the next Greek assignment
read the next German story
read chapters for the other German class
copy Megan's notes
begin researching Manfred Korfmann
deposit checks at the bank
pay some bills
cancel some subscriptions
do laundry
finish a book
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 2:26 PM]