Labor Day Weekend!

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yr friend Tep

My weekend is uneventful. I don't have Labor Day off, and not for the usual reasons but because classes start on Monday. I'm annoyed about that since the offices are still closed, which means it'll be Tuesday before I can even find out why my fee waiver hasn't been processed yet, and my Tuesdays are packed with five classes as it is, which doesn't leave much bullshit room. They've already fucked up my paycheck by a month, I'm tempted to call in "Yeah, I'm not working until you actually pay me." That wouldn't be fair to the professor, though, which is always the dilemma in academia.

Today I splurged a little credit card money and have been trying to get my ass in gear to work. Making chicken tonight. No idea what I'm doing tomorrow, but hopefully work.

Oooh, but I splurged some other credit card money on four year old cheddar, so that's good.

(In past years I've managed to survive. ;^} )

today, i laze about and plan all of the things i will do this late-summer/fall - swimming! tennis lessons! ballroom dance! as if! - and watch a bit of tennis and do some cleaning and decide it's time to get a maid or friend to help out with same. then, go to parents' place and have dinner (black cod in copied-from-Tom-Douglas asian sauce with fennel and squash and rice and New Zealand white grape blend with my real name in the title and raspberries and berry sorbet and cookies) and watch more tennis and ogle new IKEA catalog and come home and mentally rearrange apartment and - arg - vacuum and there you have it.

tomorrow I work and hopefully clean more. Monday I work more and then early afternoon eat my way out to Queens and US Open!!

I didn't know where else to put this story. I've had a nice weekend.

going to california with an aching... in my heart.

Sup

Cleaning of old apartment yesterday morning and then the Bumbershoot festival all the rest of the day + dinner w/ the higgs/rrrrickey aka timi yuro/mmatos then the final actual cleaning of said old apartment again this morning until nearly 2 pm which destroyed the last bit of gumption I had. So sitting around doing weird bits and pieces of organizing in new place and reading Dexter in the Dark and anticipating dinner of various Salumi salume, cake, and my last bottle of 1994 The Black Queen (sparkling shiraz from Peter Lehmann). Because it is also our 5th wedding anniversary today. More Bumbershoot tomorrow, after dim sum with friend who is up from Portland. Possibly meeting up with friend who is visiting from Atlanta for the weekend. Busy busy-ness.

Very low key today, but yesterday was busy enough. Tomorrow I actually work! But I don't mind, I don't have to come in until later in the morning and there's a couple of good benefits to working the shift -- comp time *and* time and a half. It'll be so quiet at work I'll get a lot of fall quarter stuff out of the way so I don't have to think about it later.