I have been sick for weeks I think. First I had the flu and now I have some horrible cold that Brandon passed to me. So I’m laying in bed doing homework, only.
Interesting little story about my laptop… a little while back my battery died. I ended up buying and off brand battery because the new battery was insanely expensive (and my laptop is getting old). Well, of course the battery didn’t fit well, and I have to keep the case on to keep the battery in there right (I bought this red case a long time ago when I first got my laptop – it was all scratched up and horrible looking, but I had to use it anyway). Well, just recently, my charger died. So Brandon bought me a new charger, and of course, this charger isn’t the same as the old charger. This charger doesn’t fit with the red case that I have on my laptop. So guess what, I had to get a new case. So now I have a blue laptop. So to say the least, I’m annoyed with my getting old laptop. I’ve been trying to talk Brandon into getting me an iPad so I won’t need to get a new laptop anytime soon, but the talks haven’t been going well. My boss Erin wrote a letter for me to give to him saying I needed one because of my oncoming educational pursuits and my job. It didn’t work either. Sad.
Speaking of educational pursuits, I have finally decided what to do about grad school. I had an interview last Wednesday at Binghamton for their grad program. Before I got home after the interview I had an email letting me know I had gotten in. Well, even though I got in, I have finally decided to go to Syracuse (or stay there). To make a long story short, with my new job and new hours and new opportunities there, I am going to go to Syracuse part time. I am hoping to get it done in 3 years though, so it won’t be too bad. I’m happy with my decision, and exited about moving forward.
We watched Shorty this past week and the poor boy has a sore on his head. By Saturday when he was to be picked up it had healed over quite nicely. About an hour before he gets picked up, he scratches at it and the sore opens again. What a pita. All this for nothing.






























