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Got an email from a member of my group for my database class who says that her father just died unexpectedly and she has to fly to Nebraska. Awful!
I haven't heard back from Doc A since I sort of yelled at him in an email asking if he thought I was stupid. I was pretty pissed off, but it was not a great tactic or anything. I'm not a good fighter. I just sort of punch around in the dark and hope to hit something. I need to think about what I'm saying more.
This morning I'll finish my preliminary final exam and turn it in, and then look once again at the paper to see how it's going. We're in the home stretch! I also need to get everything ready for our trip, which starts when we get on a plane at 6:30 tonight. Vega$, baby!
Mostly what I have to do is terribly mundane, like pack my toothbrush and turn off the girls' alarm clock. Our lives are made of such stuff. What shoes should I bring? Will we do any serious walking? Or just serious drinking? Actually I'll be there to squire the girls around so I doubt I'll drink very much or gamble either. We'll spend a lot of time next to the pool. Must remember my book.
I hope you have a fun and relaxing time in Las Vegas.
Maybe see a show?
Who's watching Mr. Milton?
Posted by: Melissa P. | May 09, 2008 at 08:42 AM