This week shall consist of a full week of class attendance on my part. I shall not skip any classes this week. I shall not go to class only to leave a few minutes later. I shall get myself current on my readings, and keep up with them through the week.

The Partner called this afternoon to invite me to lunch with him and a few of his co-workers. The lunch was filling, as always, and on the way to drop him off at work, we went to the bank to check on the multiple holds on some funds due to my impatience with Internet consuming.

We come to find out that although we went to the physical bank (because we couldn’t do it electronically) SIX TIMES (because they couldn’t get it right) to change our address when we moved in July of 2004, they still had not gotten the physical address under my name correct. Thus the snafu with ordering from Timbuk2. The fuck-up boggles my mind.

Go on over and wish her a Happy Birthday!

A new direction?

This semester has got me feeling disconnected in a lot of ways. Five weeks in and my best courses are Spanish and math. MATH. I like my math class more than I like my two sociology classes.

I’m looking into other universities to transfer into, or at least for possible graduate studies options, but I haven’t solidified any plans. I’m taking this semester slowly and contemplating my options.

Only three weeks until Spring Break.

The bag fiasco should be taken care of by the end of this week. The hang-up was on the bank’s end so I used a different card and finally saw the beautiful Order Confirmation Page. If all goes well we should have our personalized bags by the end of next week.

This will hopefully be the last bag I need* to buy for a while. After seeing a bag in person, I’m sure the size I decided upon (small) should meet my needs whether I have to go to class or hit the streets of Amsterdam. Perfect.

* Perhaps I should say want. Your choice.