We are bad people. Neither of us has blogged in 10 days. In fact, I haven’t blogged in even longer than Jesse. And what do I have to say for myself…well…nothing exactly. Well, finals at SCC were last week and I totally stuck the landing, so to speak. I won’t brag but lets just say I did really well. So this week I have nothing to worry about ASL-wise. Midterms at LS were last week so I have that done with too, except that I get my grades this week. Eek…

I bought myself a nifty new desk chair at OfficeMax, if I didn’t already mention that. I paid $109 for it after using a $20 discount coupon. Its really comfortable and has a locking articulation function that controlls the seat and back tilt separately. Today it was advertised for $99.

I just removed the plastic tools cover that my mom hates with a wild passion, along with the fact that she is having a love affair with the onboard tools but they are a beast to use on our “new” vacuum. This vacuum used to be my grandmother’s, as is half of the stuff in our house, including my parents entire “new” bedroom set and my car. Anyway, if you own a late-model hard bodied hoover upright vacuum you have probably experienced the plastic cover over the tools at the top of the vacuum. My mom hates this cover. Our old dimension supreme had one and she hated that vacuum so much she threw it down the stairs, dropped it, slammed it into walls and pushed it over until it ceased to work. Then we had our old workhorse kirby that is almost 20 years old and is an all metal body. It weighs nearly 30 lbs and remains on the bottom floor. It is perhaps even worse than the hoover, its tools came in two boxes. So this cover, she doesn’t like it because it clasps too firmly. Rather than try to remove it, since its just a little plastic hinged dome that simply clips into the body just above the bag access door release handle, she screams at it every time she has to open it. *sigh*

My car has a leak. I can’t figure out where the leak is coming from. It also has a little high pitched squeak somewhere in the interior that only appears on rough roads. I need to take it to the dealer *blood curdling scream* to find out where the leak is coming from. I have determined approximately where it is coming from but cannot pinpoint the source. We shall see how that goes.

School happens on monday and I leave on saturday, what happens in between depends on anything but me.

djno gobledegook

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