Didn't sleep more than two hours or so last night. I kept waking up.
I'm shaky. And dizzy. Damn, but that's annoying. Eh. At least I seem to have no trouble driving.
Greg is presenting at the moment. Dreamweaver extensions and whatnot.
There's supposed to be a cold front coming in today. I eagerly await once more not being able to feel my fingers after a few moments outside. No, that's not sarcasm. I actually love cold weather. For starters it means people stop looking at me funny for my normal 2+ layers of clothing that I wear year-round. I love my jackets. I don't care if they're large enough for me to fit another person in there and I don't care that they hide whatever body shape I might have and I really don't care that they're just ugly; they're comfortable and warm and safe. If nothing else, they are my security jackets. I can hide in them. I can tuck my arms inside the sleeves and my fingers will (eventually) warm up. I can sit and wrap myself in a fuzzy, if somewhat threadbare coccoon.
Oh. Progress reports. Passing everything, but in danger of failing Webmastering. Joy. Hrm. Maybe I'll work on those missing pages real quick. That should bring my grade up enough. At this rate, the only final I'll take will be Networking, since senior exemptions do not apply to Cisco curriculum.
Hrm. I think I'll scan in that crappy drawing of Jael. 's better than nothing.