in which, anticlimactically, no tantrums are had and neither blood nor tears are shed.
Today was Business Registration Day again, my least favorite day of the semester and a day on which I generally end up either near (or in) tears or in a state of incoherent, trembling fury.
Today, though! Today was good! I spent half an hour in a line, and got my sticker, and was on my very merry way. I was next to an interpreting student friend in line and we small talked about whether or not she should have a costume party wedding celebration. (I voted yes.) Then I had extremely affable interactions with two people behind the scary counter. And then I was out the door!
So, best Business Registration Day yet.
I only have classes on Wednesdays, this semester. I look forward to many hours of sitting in coffee shops and bars on every other day of the week. I really don't consider a paper complete until it has had a beverage of some type spilled on it. For this I blame my undergraduate advisor, who had a similar system for grading. I was always getting essays about Saint Simeon and his desert platform returned to me with whiskey-ring stains and a note about what did I expect since the ATLA conference that weekend was at Disneyland.
I miss Reed.
use your words!
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