The Checkered Camel Company

   Sunday, March 02, 2003  

When It Rains


I forgot to write the newspaper story, reporting all the TFA State excitement. Bleh. We came, we lost, we went home again.

Instead, I copied my oratory onto a new template for the writing section of my little site. I felt much more constructive.

The Father thought the FAFSA people would send me an e-mail within four days. It takes four weeks. I cannot take the suspense, even though the amount really doesn't matter- I am guaranteed to graduate from college in the hole. That's fine. I like holes. They are warm and cozy.

I suppose I should look up the TFA web address. Ugh... School needs to end.
    at 8:23 PM