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Sep. 5th, 2010 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meitantei_cjI'm dreading the end of my vacation. :( We're heading back tomorrow morning sometime. I really don't want to go back. It's been fun up here, although the lack of a driver's license kind of kicked me in the butt and had me stuck at home for two days straight. Really, it was more stuck at home without good TV for two days straight--the stations up here suck. They run informercials during the day. Sometimes between two non-infomercials. The city's TV is so much better. But yeah, up until yesterday, it was just me, Craig, and the dog. And without Mom around, the two of us were a lot better about cleaning. Craig actually offered to do dishes on Friday when we made spaghetti and Italian sausage, as long as I put the food away. I guess he and I will make another batch of brownies. I'd said we could, but we waited too long, and I didn't feel like making anything. It's not like Craig can't do it himself, but he always has me line the pan with foil. The brownies stay warm that way.
Mom had a talk with Craig about his temper, which he blamed on lack of socialization. (Craig got mad at Dead Rising yesterday and tossed the disc at the window, breaking the already-broken slat on his blinds further.) He said he was fine (ha) when he was going to school up here, but now that he's down in the city with no friends, he gets angry more often. Never mind that he essentially let it happen. He can't say Dad didn't warn him. I don't think it should've been handled the way it was, but Dad warned him at least three times.
Is it wrong for me to say that sometimes I wish Mom and Dad had stopped with me instead of being concerned that I was an only child? -_-
Dad's down in Oklahoma with Grandma, because the rest of the family down there went on a cruise. He's supposed to be staying for a month, but might stay an extra month since Aunt Cheryl is going to Africa after she gets back from the cruise, and Grandma doesn't really trust Aunt Lisa (whose mind isn't right anymore after encephalitis) to take care of her.
Got the application for apartments on 42nd and 10th, and told Mom about it. She said looking for an apartment is good reason to keep my current job, because people are looking for stability, not "I just got a new job and might not keep it." I don't want to hear that, damnit.
Oliver is eating Chef Michael's wet food. This is significant because it's been ground food. Mom got some containers of chunky food and some pates, and he's eaten absolutely everything I've thrown at him. This morning he had filet mignon, haha. We went out yesterday and bought like 15 more containers. Oliver does not eat ground food, so for him to stick his nose in the bowl and not come up until every piece of wet food is gone is something wondrous. They must do something different with this stuff, or Oliver's gotten less picky.
There's a history class I'm sort of eying. Good news, teacher's supposed to be great and it would eliminate the Saturday morning class. Bad news, it'll bump me up to three nights a week of getting home past 9pm: The class is from 8:05-9:35 two days a week. There's one slot open, and getting it would require going to the school and getting the F1 stop temporary lifted. (Yeah, I know I keep bouncing around, but they put all the professors' names back up on the class schedules, so now I can actually see who's teaching.) Speaking of school, I am SO disappointed that I didn't keep my registration for the creative writing workshop over the summer. I took it off once I registered for Communication, because that was an online class and I didn't want a conflict between that and anything else. Turns out there wouldn't have been a conflict, I could be three credits closer to graduation, and I wouldn't be looking sadly at the current creative writing sections I can't take because of new actual conflicts. It sucks. The classes in the Fall II term overlap with the Fundamentals of Professional Advancement course I want to take. BOTH of them. One runs into the beginning of the class, the other takes place at the same time. I'll have to get lucky in the spring, I guess.
Mom had a talk with Craig about his temper, which he blamed on lack of socialization. (Craig got mad at Dead Rising yesterday and tossed the disc at the window, breaking the already-broken slat on his blinds further.) He said he was fine (ha) when he was going to school up here, but now that he's down in the city with no friends, he gets angry more often. Never mind that he essentially let it happen. He can't say Dad didn't warn him. I don't think it should've been handled the way it was, but Dad warned him at least three times.
Is it wrong for me to say that sometimes I wish Mom and Dad had stopped with me instead of being concerned that I was an only child? -_-
Dad's down in Oklahoma with Grandma, because the rest of the family down there went on a cruise. He's supposed to be staying for a month, but might stay an extra month since Aunt Cheryl is going to Africa after she gets back from the cruise, and Grandma doesn't really trust Aunt Lisa (whose mind isn't right anymore after encephalitis) to take care of her.
Got the application for apartments on 42nd and 10th, and told Mom about it. She said looking for an apartment is good reason to keep my current job, because people are looking for stability, not "I just got a new job and might not keep it." I don't want to hear that, damnit.
Oliver is eating Chef Michael's wet food. This is significant because it's been ground food. Mom got some containers of chunky food and some pates, and he's eaten absolutely everything I've thrown at him. This morning he had filet mignon, haha. We went out yesterday and bought like 15 more containers. Oliver does not eat ground food, so for him to stick his nose in the bowl and not come up until every piece of wet food is gone is something wondrous. They must do something different with this stuff, or Oliver's gotten less picky.
There's a history class I'm sort of eying. Good news, teacher's supposed to be great and it would eliminate the Saturday morning class. Bad news, it'll bump me up to three nights a week of getting home past 9pm: The class is from 8:05-9:35 two days a week. There's one slot open, and getting it would require going to the school and getting the F1 stop temporary lifted. (Yeah, I know I keep bouncing around, but they put all the professors' names back up on the class schedules, so now I can actually see who's teaching.) Speaking of school, I am SO disappointed that I didn't keep my registration for the creative writing workshop over the summer. I took it off once I registered for Communication, because that was an online class and I didn't want a conflict between that and anything else. Turns out there wouldn't have been a conflict, I could be three credits closer to graduation, and I wouldn't be looking sadly at the current creative writing sections I can't take because of new actual conflicts. It sucks. The classes in the Fall II term overlap with the Fundamentals of Professional Advancement course I want to take. BOTH of them. One runs into the beginning of the class, the other takes place at the same time. I'll have to get lucky in the spring, I guess.
