I work at Truman College, where I'm also taking classes, though not over this summer: A normal semester is 16 weeks, and Summer is only 8 weeks long. Classes are twice as long, time-wise, to make up for it. Professors don't like to teach over the summer, so we have significantly less classes over the summer. In conclusion, I'd be taking intensive classes that suck. So, no.

Anyway, I usually work evenings there, until 7:30, doing clerical work but also being the basic tech support guy. On Saturdays, though, I have to be there at 9 in the morning, which turned out to give me a grand total of four hours of sleep last night. I woke up at 8 instead of 7, giving me no time at all to wash my hair. I was upset about that until I realized that my hair finally sort of held its shape in a pretty decent way. I have absolutely no skill at using gel in my hair, and when I don't gel it, it kind of lays flat at first, then dries and poofs up.

Uh, so, out of that tangent, I had to be at work at 9 since Kesha is always an hour late, which I don't really complain about as much as I've just kind of accepted it. It's tricky, but let's see if I get to that later.

Kesha and I talk a lot on Saturdays. It's really the only thing to be done when we're both there for seven hours and nobody comes by, 'cause, you know, it was raining.

So we've gotten kind of close. I don't know what she does on any day other than Saturday in terms of work, you know, but now I've got this sort of loyalty thing where I can't actually complain about it, you know.

I wound up going to the Taste after work because I basically promised somebody that I would (I'm just not sure who or when), but I got rained out. I left early because I felt kind of miserable. It was mostly because of the rain. I just couldn't find any shelter. I'll go back tomorrow and eat what I didn't eat today. I didn't really eat much today anyway -- I had a BBQ Chicken Breast Sandwich and then I poked around for some ice cream for about an hour. Didn't they used to pass out maps? I still have 9 tickets. Everything's so expensive.

I left early 'cause I figured there wasn't going to be fireworks in the rain, and I wound up wrong, so I missed out on fireworks.

Why do all the cute girls travel in self-contained unbreachable packs?