sorrowmonkey

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Not happy. I packed all of my crap, and got up at 4:45 AM this morning to go to a customer site. I got here at 6:45 to meet the other guy who was going with me, and he tells me that we're not going.

Apparently, he was up all night with his wife at ER, but still, I can't believe I missed all that sleep for nothing. He suggested we reschedule for tomorrow, like I want to blow my entire damn week trying to go to this stupid site.

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My dad called last night, and I am too pissed at him for words. Basically, I told him that I can't finish my college education this year because my Federal Aid Package is non-existent because of my last years income. It's asinine that I won't get any money, I was below the poverty line for the first half of this year. I can't wait for the next time he whines at me about not finishing my degree.

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Maybe I will go with Zohra tonight to her opera practice. There was major badness there yesterday, and perhaps by going along I can increase the level of professionalism. All children are good when their parents are watching; it's sad that professors are such bad children.

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I guess the good news is that I'll get to go home at like 3:00 PM today, I'll be damed if I'm going to work more than 8 hours today.

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