magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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26 June 2000

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my mom had called yesterday evening at some point, and then again this morning whilst i was still in bed, so i called her back before i left for work. apparently my grades arrived there, i was expecting a copy in my mailbox here, but it was not to be found, so i suppose i'll need to call her back to get the details.

began my new schedule in the library today. noon to nine. i haven't figured out how and when i should be eating yet (that takes into account an hour for dinner). it doesn't seem like it will be too bad. although since i still have an hour and half or so of my first shift, i'm not sure how getting home after nine four nights a week is going to affect me.

and i still need to find another source or income. although it looks like i'm (somewhat miraculously) on top of my finances enough to pay july's rent.


called my mom back about those grades. more or less as suspected, except that somehow i got an a in islamic architecture and only a b+ in drawing...? i would have suspected them to come out the other way around. don't suppose they could have gotten mixed up somewhere along the way? this is when getting back my final paper back would have been helpful. maybe she didn't think it quite as silly as i did. maybe my final exam essays were really quite good. but then, how to explain the drawing grade. i couldn't have gotten less than an a in the shade and shadow third, and no less than an a- in cad. and while the charcoal part is more subjective, i certainly didn't do that badly.

i still have to talk to chick about my opera paper anyway, so i guess i'll have to track him down this summer.