Tuesday, February 18, 2003
at 8:43 PMTake Me Out To The Ballgame
I am rather ill, with a sore throat and nasty sneeziness. Pile that on top of being bloated, and I feel miserable. Argh.
I ought not compete in this condition. Then again, I never feel any other way but "miserable"; thus I suppose I ought to recognize its permanancy. I need to spend an entire day in a horizontal position.
The Father and I filled out the FAFSA form, except I could not sign it, because I misplaced my PIN. I shall receive an e-mail with the PIN sometime during the day tomorrow. The Father informed me that even with maximum financial aid, he would still end up paying eight thousand dollars per annum. Ouch. I almost pity him, but I think I pity myself much more at the moment.
I could throw a massive pity party! Whoopee!
The lazy baseball booster club ladies at Katy High School finally posted the schedule. Now I may complete a photograph request for Mr. Youngblood's photojournalism students. Ausgezeichnet. Mr. Powers made the story due next Friday.
