a request

Hey everyone.
I have a request.
If anyone has any extra love, patience, peace of mind, or strength could you send it my way? I feel like i'm losing my mind.

My Day.

I had a weird class where I think i yelled at too many people for being naieve (yeah. Look who's talking.)

Then I had to run errands during which i encountered a complete bitch and threatened to set her on fire and ranted that the entire world was against me and if she had had the week i am having she'd kill herself... right... it's only monday.

Then I burst into tears while smoking a cigarette outside the art building
Then i burst into tears again in my mentor/advisor's office

Then i wrestled with a copy machine for forty minutes which almost sent me into a complete hissy fit, tears and all.

Then i went to baccalaureate practice where i read what i'm reading for friday and everyone else almost burst into tears.

Then I came home to a huffy husband.

Then i wrote three of the four short papers that are due by wednesday in 45 minutes.

Now i'm going to watch three episodes of Six Feet Under and relax before someone bursts into tears.

This Week in the Life of Libby

Monday:
8:00-10:20 Homework
10:30-12:45 Class
1:00- Drop by Ben's Shop
1:30- Format Manuscript to go to Printers
1:30- Drop stuff at DAV
2:00- Meeting with Kenny
3:00- 6:00 Baccalaureate Practice
6:00 Homework

Tuesday:
8:00- Homework
9:00- Drop stuff off at Printers and pick up Cartridge for printer at home
9:30- Write big paper for LSD
11:00- Continue Packing
12:30- Write all speeches and practice them
2:00- Pick up Podium, PA, Mic and Mic stand
2:30- Meet with Kenny to practice Baccalaureate speech
3:30-5:45- Class
6:00-10:00 Set up at Sam Hill for Senior Show/Reading

Wednesday:
8:00- Final Portfolio stuff together for LSD
10:30-12:45- Class (LSD) at Dinner Bell
1:00-Pick up CSA order and take to Heidi's
? Continue Packing and Cleaning Apartment
Laundry

Thursday:
7:30am- drop off truck at Mechanics
8:00-10:00am- Costco shopping with K for stuff for Senior Show/Reading
1:00pm- Pick up Mom and Dad from Shuttle get some lunch
2:45-5:00- drop off Mom and Dad at home and go to YC Performing for Bacc. Practice
Go to lunch with them and hang out until it's time to get ready for Show/Reading
5:30- Be at Sam Hill for prep and audience arrival
6:30-7:00 Go pick up Mom and Dad and bring them to Sam Hill
8:00pm My Reading... *panic*

Friday:
Hang out with folks.
practice Baccalaureate speech
Be at YC Perform. Arts Hall at 3:00pm
4:00pm Baccalaureate presentations start. *gulp*

Saturday:
Hang out, sleep in.
Pack stuff.
I probably have to be at the Elks by noonish or something.
3:30pm Graduation begins at the Elks Theater.

Mason and Corbin

just came back from steve and sarah's house. She just had Mason on Monday. Three day old baby...

I spent the whole morning with them hanging out and goofing off.

Now i'm gunna spend all afternoon poking holes in the condoms.

Goodbye Linda.

I learned to ride horses at her house when i was about eight. I fell off once. Sprained an ankle and landed in mud. She cleaned me up. Dressed my wounds. She held the horse by the bridle while i rode it around in circles getting my courage back together.

I was hoping to see her again before she left us. But i suppose Leah was waiting for her.

Ahh Too-s-dae

On Saturday Mike gave us a going away party. It was fantastic. All our good friends were there, a couple of my professors, the guys Ben works with. It was a great saturday night. Fully of conversation, food, friends, and yes, beer. Mike is such a sweet heart. Biggest heart i've seen on a human in a while. Yeah Mike! Now we just have to figure out a way to convince you to move to Maryland.

One week from today I will probably be covered in hives and panicking my brains out.
Next week is the senior show/reading, baccalaureate, and graduation. I haven't worked on a speech/presentation for any of them.

We got the trucks all checked out and fixed up. I got new brakes (whoo hoo!) and have been stopping all over town. It cost us over twice as much as rent. Sigh. (digs imaginary dagger from heart and chucks it over shoulder with a devil-may-care attitude).

As i continue to slowly, slowly pack up the apartment and toss out the junk that has made this place home for the last three years, it occurs to me what a pack rat i can be. It also occurs to me that we don't really have anything nice. This includes my wardrobe. All my pants have holes in them and most of them have paint on them. All my shirts have grease and/or pit stains. Damn me and my refusal to use anti-perspirant.

I think that this weekend i'm going to have a packing/yard sale party and invite all my friends over to help me junk stuff. Then maybe i won't feel so panicked next week.

Mom and Dad will be arriving on the 15th in the afternoon. It will be great to see them. I worry that i will be too busy to really hang out though. I'm sure it will be fine.

thirteen days until this is all over with. and two more tacked to that until we leave behind this cute little desert christmas town...

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