The boys from the ski team came to visit me in my sickbed. For some reason me in my torn sweatshirt and paint-stained pants and glasses and disheveled hair seemed to turn little hawaiian boy on... ;)
So I been pegged for skipping work, thanks cf. ;) J, technically my boss, called and heard my icq beeping, so I guess he knows I'm goofin' off, but I'm too cotton-headed to particularly mind.
I'm heavily considering starting that coding project for Friday... Even-tooowally...
So my canopy bed made a big impression on the boys. Hee. Cool. I take it for granted nowadays - had fun telling the story of how I bought it with my first serious paycheck... Soon after I moved out and finished paying off my first university semester's bill.
I'm almost paid up for school, now. Almost finished the degree. If I get off me arse and do me homework... I might actually graduate this May. With a bachelor's. Wow. It's been so damn long I've forgotten to be excited about it.
I should start applying for master's degrees - had a talk about 'em with Josee, a girl on the Saturday ski team. She's got three of 'em, is applying for a fourth in information technology. On verra... In the meantime I'm looking forward to evenings free this May, for the first time in my life...
I wonder what I'll do. I wonder. Any ideas?