Farewell until Monday

I thought I probably ought to write something before I’m in Vegas and can’t write anything. Other than the distraction of work, I don’t really have an excuse to have not been writing lately. Anyway, here goes.

So as a testament to just how tired I was the morning after my test, on which I actually got 14 hours of sleep, I totally came to work with my shirt on inside-out. Fortunately it was early, so no one was there when I got there, and also fortunately, I wear a lab coat at work, so no one saw even then. But then I went on break. They put the tag for this shirt on the side seam. So I was walking, and as it often does when I walk, my arm was swinging back and forth, as it should for all those who don’t have brain tumors or huge latissimus dorsi muscles. So it was swinging, and every time it swung past my waste, which it does about once a step, it was brushing up against this tag. I looked down at this point, thinking “why on earth would they put a tag there and on the outside?” when I noticed that it was not the outside. That was an unfortunate moment. On the bright side, I got a B+ in my Biochem class after taking that test; that was an awesome test. It’s not an A as I would hope each grade would be, but considering the amount of slacking I did in that class, it’s more than I deserved. So I won’t have to retake it. Now it’s just O. Chem and Genetics. And I think they’ll make me take Statistics.

That said; school is done for the summer. I was going to take classes in the summer, but alas, they didn’t offer any that I needed. So now I’m going to Vegas tomorrow, which is my first day off of work, and I have yet to pack or get ready at all. I guess that will be tonight’s efforts. And I need to remember to go to the bank. I got my bonus check the other day, which is probably good as far as Vegas is concerned. I'm ready to hit all the buffets and arcades!