Hard Boiled Legs

I got an e-mail this afternoon:

Good afternoon, Eagles!
Thursday, November 3rd the Office of Career Services is hosting "Day at the Casino," 11 a.m. until 2 p.m. at the Russell Union common area.
*other information about the event*
We hope to see you there!
-Office of Career Services

And then not ten minutes later:

Good afternoon,
I apologize, but I wanted to send a corrected message for the "Day at the Casino" event. The event will take place Thursday November 3rd, rather than November 3rd. Thank you for your understanding.

????
Either someone is trolling or just being obnoxiously stupid.
I'll probably be getting a third e-mail soon, correcting the correction.

Additionally, I got invited to go to a recognition ceremony because of my "performance" in the "rigorous discipline" of managerial accounting. I'm "really excited" because the letter said I would be honored with a lapel pin. I got one last spring for being recognized for financial accounting, and so now I feel like a boy scout, collecting all my little badges.
Too bad they don't have one for "prettiest eyes".
That was a reference to Parks and Rec.
Which no one- except Mike and I- watches.
*sigh*

*last time I was home*
Brother-In-Law: Hey! Your fly is open.
Me: It's okay. I'm wearing cute panties.

I bought a pack of gum and put it in my purse, and now my keys, phone, pencils, and sunglasses smell like grapes. It's probably the biggest impact a pack of gum has ever had on my life.

*talking about a skirt pattern at dinner*
Me: I like how it's on the bias.
Mum: It's on the bias AND it has gathers.
Me: I like gathers.
Dad: So we gathered.

(he actually got that from this post, about half way down the page)
(or so I think)

And I've been adding the suffix "ish" on a lot of words and sentences lately.
It makes everything that I say open to interpretation, even if I'm completely wrong.
For example, the other day, I apologized to someone on the road by saying, "Sorry, guy...ish" because I drove by and saw that it was, in fact, a girl.

I went to bed at like 11:30 last night and was supposed to wake up at 8:45 this morning, but then my roommate brought a deplorable amount of plastic bags home and proceeded to make a lively morning sun song to the plastic bag gods. I don't actually know if that is what she did with them, but there shouldn't be that many plastic bags allowed that early in the morning.
Ever.
She might as well have been vacuuming.

I really didn't want to wake up and do life today anyway. Especially since I was having a dream about Mike and I being toothpaste salesmen. We were making a profit of $15 on every case we sold, and when your dreams are as fun as mine, you just don't want to leave!
And, no, 9 hours of sleep still wasn't enough.

I just want to sleep the rest of this semester away.

And here's something else:
I got approved for senior privilege a while back (i.e. taking grad classes while finishing undergrad), and I put on the form that I want to take this finance class.
So the Macc coordinator contacts the registrar's office, and they put me in!

But then I get this e-mail a couple days later that's all like (said in the voice of Lumbergh from Office Space), "Um, yeeeeah...we're going to need you to not take this class because we have to reserve the seats for the fat butts of our MBA students. So if you could just sign up for something else, that'd be greeeeat. "

So then basically boyfriend and his band of miscreants get priority over zealous seniors like myself. And I even turned in the form early.

But here's something else about Mike: HE GOT HIS PERM JOB.
So now he gets awesome grown-up things like a SALARY, and HEALTH INSURANCE, and TUITION REIMBURSEMENT and a 401K.
Ish.
He gets the full offer and details from HR next week, but it's still massively exciting.
And I so jealous!!!!

But between winning the iPad and being with this guy, I definitely feel luckier about being with this guy:

*cute pic coming Monday night...ish*

**UPDATED**















No, Windows Explorer, I do not want to "play" my flash drive using Media Player.
Silly Media Player.
It tries so hard.

We are homeward bound and I, I want this more than life,
TWS

Those are lyrics from this song that I like.
Listen to it while you comment! :D