només volia anar a la feina...

i had previously anticipated working at moogy's this morning and picking up Hilary's shift, but apparently my abilities are lacking and i was hindered from doing so by my boss. i only wanted to work because i needed the money, not because i actually wanted to. thankfully i got a fat graduation check in the mail yesterday, so i should be all set for the rest of the month. i'm going to have to stop there later today to get quarters to do laundry (i got new sheets!) and to pick up my check.

so past few days...well wednesday i met bryan in chinatown at 5:30 since we decided to have a little dinner excursion. our main goal was to get bánh mì, these vietnamese sandwiches, and after walking around a bit we finally settled on a place. we split two different kinds - one was with shredded pork skin, fish sauce, and some other mysterious meats, and the other with pork and cilantro and some other stuff. i very much enjoyed both of them. we then had bubble tea as well as some pork pastries from a bakery. mmm. afterwards we headed back to bryan's where, on account of my painful contacts, I had to go blind for the rest of the night and put them in some water. we drank gin, watched margaret cho, and after 8 alex came over to continue with thedebauchery. peter came home later, wanting to kill all of us for our filthy ways, and since bryan insisted upon it, alex and i crashed on the blow-up bed.

the next morning was a bit of a struggle, but my everything bagel with lox and cream cheese from bagel rising on the way home provided me with some salvation. some advil and coffee later and i was ready to go to work. twas boring as usual, though bryan, MT, and I chatted a bit about Vietnamese and other things which was fun.

i had my exam on 40 chapters of Wheelock's Latin last night, plus my make-up quiz on chapter 40. whatever. i did mediocre on both of them, but i don't really care. i am angry to find out that one of the kids in our class was just 'sitting in' the whole time and wasnt' taking the final. here i am paying $1000-some for a 1 credit class that doesn't count for anything when apparently i could have just showed up. fuck me.

i came home and had some wine and smoked the hookah while listening to catalan radio and studying a bit before passing out sometime after 11. i intend to be somewhat productive today and get my check, do laundry, work out, and do some fulbright, latin, and catalan stuff before roggie's for mary's bday later tonight. can't say im thrilled about roggie's, but i suppose a Budzilla or 3 never hurt anyone. i'll pretend i'm still a senior.