ah, the joy of signing up for classes when you have the absolute last possible sign-up date and all the COMM classes you wanted were full, so you have to take a theology--a random theology that you just pick because you're panicking because every other class is full--and you get BOOKS OF THE NEW TESTAMENT: ROMANS...and as far as disciples go, Paul drives you nuts so you really don't know what you were thinking...and then you realize that your schedule is rather insane
I sure hope these classes count for everything because I'm rather scared. I don't get to take summer classes anymore so any fucking up and I might not get to graduate. It's not my fault they gave me such a late registration date, though, dammit! No Comm 165 for me... :( :sniff sniff: or Comm 161 either...
The fake monkey tattoo I put on my arm is starting to look like a fake tattoo of a monkey with ebola. Eeew.
Jill might get out of the hospital today! Which is both a good thing & a bad thing. Bad, because it seems like they're rushing her out and she still needs oxygen and stuff. Good because we miss her. But mostly bad because I think she still needs to rest and take care of herself.
Biff and I are currently fascinated with the Theremin thanks to listening to Pamelia Kurstin play in the documentary "Moog." She was totally and completely the best part of the movie: she made the instrument sing, it was incredibly beautiful. Very very cool.
I am still rather sick. Biff thinks I got sick because I am too stressed out & I worry too much about things.