![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jedusorToday Mom and I went to Penn Valley and bought textbooks, or rather textbook, singular. Turns out there's no book for honors seminar, and French II and Intermediate Algebra both use last semester's books, so all I needed was the one for Newswriting and Reporting. I did get a French dictionary, which I've been needing since August. I stopped by the TLC to see if there was cleaning to be done, but it was sparkly already. I left a note for Mr. Sanford about the day and time of the seminar, because that hasn't been worked out yet, then bused to the library. The globe chair is excellent for studying. I should take a picture of it for those of you who haven't seen it. I would pay big money to own that thing.
When it started to get dark, I walked over to Muddy's again and finished today's scheduled SAT studying. It took me until 10:00 to finish, and that's just biology! Man, I wish I'd started studying back in December. It's gonna be even harder once regular classes and work begin. I had an excellent cup of coffee- it was supposed to be a raspberry mocha, but they were out of raspberry Torani, so I had it with Irish cream instead. Sooo good.
Around nine, one of those coffeehouse discussions I love so very much (you know, when two people are talking and someone else apologizes for butting in, but you know, this is relevant, and random people start tossing in their two cents and soon you have the entire room listening) started about evolution. After it died down, a guy sitting next to me and I started talking one-on-one, and I mentioned that I was applying to Reed. Surprised, he said he'd gone to Reed, and offered to answer any questions I had about it. I said that I couldn't think of any right then, but I might later, and asked for his e-mail address. The business card he handed me said Shawnee Mission Unitarian Universalist Church on it. He's the minister of SMUUCH. That was very wow.
Home at around 10:20, I realized I hadn't eaten since breakfast (I'm sensing a trend here), so I ingested edible matter over a discussion with Mom and Bill about mouthy kids. Clayton apparently offhandedly told her that Jeanette's cooking is better than hers, which is both untrue and mean. I shall yell at him later. Now I shall load my backpack, check my schedule for tomorrow, clean the catbox, soak in the hot tub and hope like hell the coffee's worn off, because I'm up at eight-thirty in the morning.
BTW, funny quote from earlier today: Clay had just been informed that Myrtle is not only a name but a tree, and Mom said, "Myrtle, Rowan... there are a lot of girls' names that are trees. Boys', too. Sequoia... Douglas..."
When it started to get dark, I walked over to Muddy's again and finished today's scheduled SAT studying. It took me until 10:00 to finish, and that's just biology! Man, I wish I'd started studying back in December. It's gonna be even harder once regular classes and work begin. I had an excellent cup of coffee- it was supposed to be a raspberry mocha, but they were out of raspberry Torani, so I had it with Irish cream instead. Sooo good.
Around nine, one of those coffeehouse discussions I love so very much (you know, when two people are talking and someone else apologizes for butting in, but you know, this is relevant, and random people start tossing in their two cents and soon you have the entire room listening) started about evolution. After it died down, a guy sitting next to me and I started talking one-on-one, and I mentioned that I was applying to Reed. Surprised, he said he'd gone to Reed, and offered to answer any questions I had about it. I said that I couldn't think of any right then, but I might later, and asked for his e-mail address. The business card he handed me said Shawnee Mission Unitarian Universalist Church on it. He's the minister of SMUUCH. That was very wow.
Home at around 10:20, I realized I hadn't eaten since breakfast (I'm sensing a trend here), so I ingested edible matter over a discussion with Mom and Bill about mouthy kids. Clayton apparently offhandedly told her that Jeanette's cooking is better than hers, which is both untrue and mean. I shall yell at him later. Now I shall load my backpack, check my schedule for tomorrow, clean the catbox, soak in the hot tub and hope like hell the coffee's worn off, because I'm up at eight-thirty in the morning.
BTW, funny quote from earlier today: Clay had just been informed that Myrtle is not only a name but a tree, and Mom said, "Myrtle, Rowan... there are a lot of girls' names that are trees. Boys', too. Sequoia... Douglas..."
