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Fell back asleep after the alarm today, so I was a half-hour late for work. It turned out to be no big deal anyway, because I got to leave about 15 minutes early, and suzy would have let me leave a full hour early, but I found anita, and she gave me a huge stack of expense paperwork to sift through and highlight. Don't have work on Monday, either, weird.

Work lag means I actually finished my backlog of MSC emails. I heard back from both the pgh and Nantes contacts for the exchange with Nantes. Sweet! I might get to go to France for a semester junior year! Also, pdesider is going to look at my typewriter next week, and I applied to some more part-time jobs so I can get up earlier or put in weekend or evening hours or something.

I learned this afternoon that the person I had previously thought of as "wandering old man who always has trouble with the coffee machine" is going to be my thermo professor next semester. Hmm.

Went to pillow project for breakdancing class. I was honestly not expecting a tall blond guy to teach it. Devin's a new apprentice to the company. One other apprentice, Jackie, Pearlann and I were the only other people there. Class was an hour, we talked for the half hour afterward. Then Devin offered to drive me home. I had him drop me off on Ellsworth, partly because I am overly wary of men (he's like 26 or 27), and then he went to the liquor store or something. But yeah, it's going to be a recurring thing in the summer, and maybe I'll get good enough to actually start going to iFS Steady Sessions on campus or something.

Also, damn you, csjackso, for going away. Not that you've ever expressed interest in swing dancing, but cmu ballroom club is having a swing workshop next wednesday and I'm too chicken to go by myself and meet new people. I also, keeping with the chicken motif, have eggs in my fridge now, so I could bake goods as ~~a bribe~~ encouragement. But it's okay because they have a second swing workshop the tuesday after and I can try to drag you along.

My roommates are raucously mixing margaritas, so I'm going to hang out in my room and paint until half price with hayley and question marks.

If you could help me figure out why I hate my painting and what to fix, apart from obvious things like the crooked left side of the doorway/suckass job in general on the dark teal molding that looks forest green in this thing, fuzzy leg outlines, and brown streak on the floor, that would be cool. I think it has part to do with the colors, which have photographed oddly due to lighting. The blues are more grey-green than blue in this image, and you can't see very fine gradations/nuances that do exist...
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