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Swatting at Butterflies

Very shortly I'll be doing a presentation that I've been fearing since the beginning of the semester. It will be over with very soon and that will make me a happy girl.

Tonight, Capoiera and a date.... I don't know how well it's going to turn out. We have some fundamental differences of opinion that seem to have their toes in the waters of "morals" so we'll have to see.

Saturday is coffee with clay (and possibly a few others from that neck of the woods). It's a sorry excuse for the hike we were going to take but I have Jen's wedding shower to attend so it was postponed. So, yeah, this is my second wedding shower. I'm so lost at this wedding thing. I think I need someone to guide me through all the crazy rituals and what not. I'm glad that marriage is a very distant point of light down a rather long tunnel and am happy to let other people do it instead.

Sunday I work and then helping him move a fridge (holla for the truck!). I think we're doing something after but I'm not quite sure what so yeah... wee!

Ok, enough distractions, time to make sure I'm actually ready for this....

For better or for worse, in one hour and it'll all be over.

Comments

For the information of the viewing audience I would like to note that Nicki did _not_ get destroyed like the last presenter. The prof tested her knowledge, and she passed with flying colours.

Woot!

And yes... this teacher really is this mean... I'm surprised the last presenter (before Nicki) wasn't in tears the way that the teacher scholastically devastated her (yes... devastated).

DR

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