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...So. Seems my school!job supervisor's computer went kaboom. I am one of six people she still has a record of preferred hours for. That? Kinda wins.
My paperwork for great car-having and the win is on its way there, and the storage people have been told when the stuff will be out of the unit; route determination is still a work in progress, pending a bit more information.

NOTHING IS IN SKINNER THIS TIME. I rejoice.
I do, however, have an English class in the art building. This amuses me. (And given my theory that art-studio smell is good for my sanity... well. XD)
Also, library types: So how do I get to 618, anyway? This is one of the history seminars I signed up for, so I don't know if I'll need to know past the first day, but.

I'm somewhere between fully primed to go back and '...wait, what do you MEAN I've only got three weeks of summer?'
In other news, I think tomorrow's gonna have to be lawn-mowing day. It hasn't rained since last week, so... I'd imagine the grandparents' yard will be fine, and it's finally not super-humid.

Date: 2007-08-12 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amicitia6.livejournal.com
Ah, the mysterious room 618. Take the little mood-lighting elevator to the sixth level of the stacks. Go to the left. Follow the blue line on the floor. Door's on your right.
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