In which I haven’t posted in ten days and need to correct that little oversight.

Since my last post, I have

– gone to the county fair:

– danced at the Stone Hut’s outdoor parking lot fair event thing, which was ended by a torrential downpour and at which I was nearly trampled.

– played at Basel Cellars’ annual grape stomp event.

– attended the Tomato Fare (where I did not sing, because I had laryngitis) and discovered how many lovely heirloom varietals there are:

– adopted a used but new-to-me laptop (a Dell Latitude D830, to be precise):

– made a desk out of a hollow door and some apple crates:

– done karaoke at the Golden Horse during a friend’s birthday party.

– been to the gynocologist, diagnosed with a bladder infection, and given Macrobid.

– made an appointment for a mammogram. (No, I didn’t suddenly get insurance. It’s free because the county has more money than broke patients, apparently.)

– been to the grocery store four times.

– cooked various foods.

– packed some bentos, just to keep my hand in:

– registered for classes at WWCC.

– called the financial aid department no fewer than five times, and received in return two voice mails with absolutely no information in them. (Tuition was due Friday, and I still haven’t been awarded anything. I’m seriously beginning to worry that I’m not eligible or something (even though I’m well under the undergraduate caps for aid and loans). If it turns out that the WWCC financial aid department is just this far behind as a rule, I’m going to be, um, pretty disgusted.)

– worked weird hours doing QA at my awesome new desk. (My supervisor is so busy that he barely has time to manage me, and I don’t know enough about QA work to be aggressive. So I wait around for direction a lot. When I am working, though, it’s pretty interesting.)

– sent G’ma off to Wyoming for a week. This means I get to water the plants on the porch, do my own dishes, and take the garbage out on Monday night. I’m also supposed to nag my brother into mowing the lawn and refrain from burning the house down. (It’s pretty awesome being treated like a kid, when you’re old enough to have to schedule a baseline fucking MAMMOGRAM.)

– dropped off my bike at Allegro Cyclery for new tires and a tune-up. (I spent an entire day on the ‘net reading about bike maintenance, but failed to get really excited about it. I finally caved and decided to pay someone else to deal with it.)

Tomorrow, I expect to spend most of the day breaking software, and part of the day doing laundry, and the remainder trying to get a human from the WWCC financial aid department on the damn phone. (I can’t figure out why when they call back they don’t just answer my questions on the voice mail; what’s so hard about “don’t worry, we’re working on your aid,” or “you aren’t actually eligible to receive aid because ________,” or “we have no idea who you are, please re-apply,” or SOMETHING.)

Tuesday, I get to go pick up my freshly tuned bike and start learning how long it takes to ride from point A to point B. I should also check in with my advisor to find out where I have to be, and when, and what books to have on the 20th when classes start. I should also check bus schedules, and see if the buses carry bikes. (Why isn’t buses spelled busses?)

When my next paycheck comes, I’m totally going to get a massage. And maybe a new bed. And then I’m going to find out if there’s a patron saint of water retention and sacrifice a virgin to it.

So that’s what I did! What did you do?