Assignment done! It was shite. But when my reply to my question is "Keep brainstorming. I'll post more ideas.", fuck that. She posted all over the threads for the assignment, but never got back to me. So whatever. I know that one day, when given the oportunity, after I have graduated, and have the proper skills to leave the glamourous field of waitressing behind, that I will be an abs fabs interior designer. And not having a career portfolio for a "Strategies for Online Learning" class my first quarter isn't going to matter. Hell, I'll be 26/7-ish, the high school stuff my mum lost (and I called to remind her to keep fucking looking for it...) ISN'T GOING TO MATTER. So 
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I bought jogging shoes today. I've been saying that I am going to start walking my fat ass/gut/thighs off. But I start tomorrow. I need to be on a strict schedule. Silly Pisces me! I just have such issues grounding myself outside of my creative little world, that I have to be uber disciplined. So, I have a set work schedule. I will work around that. I go in at 4pm W-Sat (11:30 on Sundays). I did online classes for that reason too. So, I want to walk in the mornings, then up it to jogging. And by the time it gets chilly? A membership to the Y. Mike wants to come with me. I figure: wake up, walk, shower, school, and then on work days, work. He just mentioned getting up at the butt crack of dawn on mornings that he opens. I suggested that we take evening walks together too. He needs some walkin' too!! So I'm going to do this. I know, from therapy how to get myself healthy. One meal a day isn't it. And half the time I end up sick to my stomach because I don't eat often enough. Not by choice mind you. Ana, not bulemia - I just couldn't ever do that! Anyway. I am adding some songs to my phone (my lurverly mp3 player phone!
) to walk to. What I am going to put my phone in as my pants have no pockets, well that will be dealt with at 9.45am.
And in other fun-ness... the ABS light on my car keeps coming on! I don't get it. There's fluid. I just had new pads on in May. So what? I'm taking it to the tire store tomorrow (b/c the local VW dealership is famous for their price gouging. Above and beyond gouging IMO. They want $75 to hook it up to the diagnostic machine. Nevermind printing out the report and talking to me...). Hopefully it's nothing. I need new roatars and an oil change. So I'll have them look at it when they are doing that. And tell them that I need hydraulic fluid. I checked them all today.
The new Tori Amos box set can now be preordered. It makes me need to change my knickers. I'm so excited. Last time I preordered something of her's, it came in a week before the release date. So... *crosses fingers* I need a pedi first, but then.... My toes are AWFUL! No really. I want to cut them myself, but the ladies at the salon give you SHIT for doing that. So, I wait til Thursday and hope I don't poke holes through my shoes in the mean time. It's nitey nite time as I've not slept much adjusting to the new studying. I'll do better next week. And the exercise will help with the sleep. It all fits...
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I bought jogging shoes today. I've been saying that I am going to start walking my fat ass/gut/thighs off. But I start tomorrow. I need to be on a strict schedule. Silly Pisces me! I just have such issues grounding myself outside of my creative little world, that I have to be uber disciplined. So, I have a set work schedule. I will work around that. I go in at 4pm W-Sat (11:30 on Sundays). I did online classes for that reason too. So, I want to walk in the mornings, then up it to jogging. And by the time it gets chilly? A membership to the Y. Mike wants to come with me. I figure: wake up, walk, shower, school, and then on work days, work. He just mentioned getting up at the butt crack of dawn on mornings that he opens. I suggested that we take evening walks together too. He needs some walkin' too!! So I'm going to do this. I know, from therapy how to get myself healthy. One meal a day isn't it. And half the time I end up sick to my stomach because I don't eat often enough. Not by choice mind you. Ana, not bulemia - I just couldn't ever do that! Anyway. I am adding some songs to my phone (my lurverly mp3 player phone!
) to walk to. What I am going to put my phone in as my pants have no pockets, well that will be dealt with at 9.45am.
And in other fun-ness... the ABS light on my car keeps coming on! I don't get it. There's fluid. I just had new pads on in May. So what? I'm taking it to the tire store tomorrow (b/c the local VW dealership is famous for their price gouging. Above and beyond gouging IMO. They want $75 to hook it up to the diagnostic machine. Nevermind printing out the report and talking to me...). Hopefully it's nothing. I need new roatars and an oil change. So I'll have them look at it when they are doing that. And tell them that I need hydraulic fluid. I checked them all today.
The new Tori Amos box set can now be preordered. It makes me need to change my knickers. I'm so excited. Last time I preordered something of her's, it came in a week before the release date. So... *crosses fingers* I need a pedi first, but then.... My toes are AWFUL! No really. I want to cut them myself, but the ladies at the salon give you SHIT for doing that. So, I wait til Thursday and hope I don't poke holes through my shoes in the mean time. It's nitey nite time as I've not slept much adjusting to the new studying. I'll do better next week. And the exercise will help with the sleep. It all fits...
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