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| End of the project.
Looking for another job.
Again.
D:
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| I finally got around to riding the metrorail. It's so fun! And it's so empty... I think there were maybe four other people at the max while I was on there. There's a place to hang bicycles inside while you ride, and there are seats in the very back and very front with fold-out tables. It's also very clean -- it still has that new-car smell.
Since my car has been in the shop, I took it upon myself to figure out the public transportation in my town. Maybe it's because I know the neighborhoods better than I did when I was younger, but it's much easier now to figure out routes. All the same, I sometimes overshoot my stop and end up walking for a few blocks, and then I end up waiting an extra half-hour for the next scheduled bus to eventually roll around. Of course, like a doofus, I realized today that I could have borrowed my dad's car, which is sitting in the driveway not being used. Smart cookie, here...
Still, I get really excited whenever I get to buy a metro pass for myself. I feel... I dunno. Maybe it's silly, but if I'm having fun, it's okay, right?
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| At work, we've started a collection of misspelled words.
I've started working, by the way. I score standardized testing papers. Woo hoo!
This collection takes the form of yellow post-it notes stuck to the wall. Although it started small, it has grown to take up a two-by-three-foot space, and looked vaguely like a whale until someone decided to put like terms together. Some of the misspelled words include:
sstimated >> estimated
coluatr >> calculator
pathogkorean >> Pythagorean
tringle, triagle, trinigale >> forms of triangles
and optus, which is what you have if your angal is more than 90 bagres
What kills me is that most of these words are in the questions, which are about an inch higher up on the page on which the answers are written. | | |
| And then, spring turned into summer, and stuff happened. Fall is coming soon.
The end. | | |
| A series of haikus for your reading pleasure:
I.
Passed the PPR.
Hooray! I now have license
to hand out homework.
II.
Watching the sunrise
over 8 o'clock traffic --
work starts on Tuesday.
III.
I'm still missing that
damned library book. It's not
here, there, anywhere. | | |
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