Friday, December 06, 2002

Seen in a gas station:
If I do not try to Suggestive sell you A phone card or lottery ticket, I will cheerfully give you A free Candy Bar!
What the heck does 'Suggestive sell' mean? Sounds like I should be expecting fishnets and lipstick or something. Word came back right quick today, from the Pharmacology exam I took at 10:30 this morning and was so terribly worried about that I ceased to care about it:
85%!
Talk about going into finals week on a triumphantly high note. There isn't a single final this semester where I feel the panicky need to pass really well in order to avoid failing the class. Panic removed, now I can focus on doing well because I want to, not because I need to. There's such a difference in stress. Starting to reorganise and clean a bit, working on things around the apartment now that there's some extra space. Kind of fun, although it's going to look worse before it looks better, I fear. Tonight is the Tempus Technologies Christmas party, which includes limo rides and dinner at Catableu. How utterly cool is that? I even have several options of what-to-wear for it, yay! But for now...it's dusty-time.

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