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Transcripts recieved this morning

Dear My Final Recommender,

Given that you agreed to write my letter of recommendation in November, I find it somewhat annoying that it is fast closing on march, and I still don’t have your letter. Fuck you.

Luv,

scu

image on nytimes.com from someone else’s lj

So, I sent in my transcript request stuff about a month ago. My check was cashed about 3 weeks ago. I have recieved no word of any sort from anyone associated with the hub since then. I called them up this morning to find out what the deal was, and they quite happily told me that I have an outstanding balance of about $1700. Say what? Well, apparently, I’ve been collecting $18 in monthly fees on a balance from June of ’02 which they also failed to inform me of. And where did that balance come from? Gee, can’t tell me? (lay you 10 to 1 that it’s from a complete failure on their part to handle my staff tuition benefit paperwork, because they’ve never fucked that up before, nope, not like half the times I used it, certainly not). Who do I talk to about this? Oh, sorry, she’s not in. Why don’t you send her an email?

The email

I am seriously backlogged.

David and Matt’s marriage. Including pics (which I’ve downloaded, but not cropped/cleaned up, like at all). End of crush, and release of pent up sexual energy, work starting to take 3/4 time. Possible raise. Ambiguous continuation of work, with possible raise (did I mention raise?). Rejection by cornell. Still waiting on transcripts, and single recommender. Pinch recommender, and engineering recommendations that no sane person ought to ask for. Spring Carnival and the Booty Shaker Scholarship. Working on Saturday?!? ‘s housewarming. And on Sunday?!? Meeting and . (Yay!) Winetasting. I am indeed a lightweight, and I don’t like wine. But the company was good. Monday, work, cooking, eating to the point of no more food fit in belly. Tremendous rpg wankage to Arcana Unearthed.

Oh yeah. Talked with my dad. Had one of those “do you remember this” moments with him. In discussing gay marriage and related topics, he asked me “do you remember telling me ‘If it were a choice, do you think I would have chosen this?'” re: my sexuality? It’s certainly something I _would_ have said. And I believe I _did_ say it at some point. I don’t think I would honestly say it anymore, at least, not without some major caveats. And I definitely don’t remember saying it. I felt kinda bad, because it was clearly something important to my dad, and yet it was garbage collected long ago from my brain. Ah well.

In discussing my paper writing anxiety, my dad asked if I kept a journal. And I told him about this. Hrm…. To ‘tidy up before the parents arrive’ or not. I think not. I am who I am.

Today, I will contact the hub and ask where the fuck my transcripts are. Hello, you cashed my checks three weeks ago. I am not in the middle of siberia. I need those transcripts now. Then work. And I’m going to go to gymnastics tonight, dammit. But first, breakfast.

Check out my Morality! 77% liberal, 23% conservative

And on a lighter dream note. I wonder what percentage of the population would appreciate the humor in dreaming about becoming a being of flame and vengeance and thinking “I am Phoenix! … no, no, wait, that name’s taken. Firefox?”

for those sensitive to such things

Well, I wanted to do it, but I needed an academic reference. Can’t just pull one of those out of my ass. History can’t be faked on the fly. At least, not by me. It’s cool. If it was a year of teaching now v a year of policy work later, I think I’m quite comfortable with the trade off. Can’t have everything all the time.

For valentine’s day, I played large quantities of diablo, then went to the gym, then the farmer’s market. Came home and vegged for a few hours over chat, and ended up spending an impromptu evening with Marco. Dinner at the food court, and a dvd from Tower. It was pleasant. Marco’s a cool guy, and somehow with him, I can have a little physical affection without thinking about it too much. I wish they all could be euro guys. =)

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From their definitions page I’m also a quirkyslut: One who maintains high standards for a romantic relationship, but becomes more flexible for the Saturday (or even Tuesday) night encounter.