My syphilis has gonorrhea. Go figure.

So. I’m going to freakin’ fail my MTA218 class this semester, which is rather sad since it’s about my favorite class. Why, you ask? Because I can’t manage to haul myself out of bed before 9:00AM in the morning. I thought I was doing well today– my alarm was set for eight, and it seems to me that I hit the snooze button a time or two, and then got up. Much to my chagrin, I discovered that it was nine thirty when I got out of bed rather than the eight thirty I was expecting. Tsk. Oh well.

So I have a test in my Asian History class this afternoon. What’s worse, is that, for the last 10 minutes, I’ve actually been kinda studying for it. I assume that I’m just feeling bad about missing my MTA class (and a quiz in it) this morning, or maybe it’s just that I’m at work, and I’ve done everything else there is to do– checked blogs, checked my forums, checked movie reviews, checked my email, etc.

Speaking of tests, I have a killer test tomorrow morning in my History of Rome class. I’m going to die. At least, after I die, it’ll be the weekend.

In other news, it looks like I may end up searching for another form of legitmate employment, in addition to my lab-monitor position. I hate to do this, but unless I make some changes, I’m going to end up owing my soul to BankOne, which I’m not especially pleased about. Perhaps I could get a job at one of the movie theatres in town– I’d have to wear a uniform, which just might be the bane of my existence, but I could work evenings and weekends, when I have free time. Ug.