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So my week of petty curses continues with having solved the locker issue, I then lose my 12-2 steel cuff ( I apparently sacrifice a cuff a year somehow) and then! THEN! someone swaps MY work bench chair for the busted down one that I can't adjust.

And again, another class where its little supplies and LORD LOVE A FUCKING DUCK MAKE A FUCKING MASTER LIST I"M SO TIRED OF RUNNING HITHER AND YON CONSTANTLY.

Its masks and ziplocks and sharpies and texts ( three fucking trips to the bookstore) and oh, sketchbook and this and that and another thing and that thing and this too. FUCK.

But I'm mostly done next week's assignments, well ahead of time, including accepting the "do we hafta take notes" girl's tech drawing assignment to hand in for her, which is ok, I'll be there anyway and I got a vicarious laugh because instead of an octagon she's drawn a decahedron. erm. maybe you should take notes! I explained some of the tech drawing assignment to befuddled classmates, I'm not a total arsehole, but I didn't feel the urge to go to this girl "um, you are in wrongville here. big time."

Swinging by tomorrow to knock out a computer class module, polish some brass and then I'm FREE for the weekend, and maybe will start the next assignment, after....a trip to lacy for supplies. SEE IT NEVER ENDS.

(no subject)

So my week of petty curses continues with having solved the locker issue, I then lose my 12-2 steel cuff ( I apparently sacrifice a cuff a year somehow) and then! THEN! someone swaps MY work bench chair for the busted down one that I can't adjust.

And again, another class where its little supplies and LORD LOVE A FUCKING DUCK MAKE A FUCKING MASTER LIST I"M SO TIRED OF RUNNING HITHER AND YON CONSTANTLY.

Its masks and ziplocks and sharpies and texts ( three fucking trips to the bookstore) and oh, sketchbook and this and that and another thing and that thing and this too. FUCK.

But I'm mostly done next week's assignments, well ahead of time, including accepting the "do we hafta take notes" girl's tech drawing assignment to hand in for her, which is ok, I'll be there anyway and I got a vicarious laugh because instead of an octagon she's drawn a decahedron. erm. maybe you should take notes! I explained some of the tech drawing assignment to befuddled classmates, I'm not a total arsehole, but I didn't feel the urge to go to this girl "um, you are in wrongville here. big time."

Swinging by tomorrow to knock out a computer class module, polish some brass and then I'm FREE for the weekend, and maybe will start the next assignment, after....a trip to lacy for supplies. SEE IT NEVER ENDS.