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Jan. 27th, 2004 03:39 pmhow lame can I be? After trekking through the snow for about 30 minutes, I duck into Reynold's Club to check email and warm up and give me desire to go on moving North. Final Destination: NSP office. Then maybe I can go home, grab some food, and work my way South again. Final Destination: I-House.
Yay for email.
Boo for stuff to do that comes in email. Plus Calligraphy Club is having Seen Meng angst. Oh, the angst.
I'm quite lucky that I don't have to pay for apt. It's part of my nice quarterly stipend. :) So all this working is for the other expenses... like extra food, snacks, stationery, books I order online, living expenses... At least my bed has been paid for.
Note to self: Sushu, you have lots of shrimp in the fridge. Cook them.
All right, off into the cold again. (It's not even that cold. 19 feels like 6)
Yay for email.
Boo for stuff to do that comes in email. Plus Calligraphy Club is having Seen Meng angst. Oh, the angst.
I'm quite lucky that I don't have to pay for apt. It's part of my nice quarterly stipend. :) So all this working is for the other expenses... like extra food, snacks, stationery, books I order online, living expenses... At least my bed has been paid for.
Note to self: Sushu, you have lots of shrimp in the fridge. Cook them.
All right, off into the cold again. (It's not even that cold. 19 feels like 6)
