So Tired

Can I just tell you how sleepy I've been for the past week? I have basically spent the last year being a bum. Four hours of work in the morning, class directly after, and then the rest of the day to do whatever it is I want to do. Sufficed to say, its been nice.

But now that my thesis is trying to get started(and I say trying because I've only tested one specimen and could have probably broken another one and had one in the process of breaking by now if I hadn't been handed more B.S. to work out), I've stayed at work until 4 or 5pm every day for over a week.

This is a big change when you are used to going home every afternoon to watch your soaps and take a nap. I am also a taurus, so I don't do well with change. So I guess its not really my fault-I couldn't control when my mom gave birth to me. But basically what I'm trying to say is that this is gonna take a little getting used to. And its not all just because of work. Monday and Tuesday I had my finals for the semester and I've got a presentation coming up with nothing to show (because the people I'm supposed to present to have been holding up my testing) and I've had lots of ASME stuff going on. So now I feel like I have so little of the day to myself when I'm done with work and I spend it working on other stuff. I supposed I have made my own bed. No one made me go to grad school...no, wait, the gov't guys told me I had no choice...but the ASME stuff is all my fault.
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About the only exciting thing right now is knowing that my VS package came in the mail and I can pick it up after work today...yay for new bras!
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Yesterday I had to teach my roommate a lesson. I want to start this off by saying I feel really bad about doing this to her dog, because it isn't the dog's fault, but the girl needs to understand this.

She calls me around 4pm while I'm at work, and asks me where I am (apparently she hasn't caught on to the fact that I work pretty normal working day hours now, but whatever). So I tell her I am at work. She asks me when I'm going to be home. I have been telling her since Sunday (and more specifically, I told her Tuesday evening) that I had an ASME function on campus and I was going straight from work on Wednesday. So I tell her again that I am not going home until after my function, and I don't know how long it will last. Then she tells me that she has to monitor detention after school (which, I pay attention when she tells me things so, I already knew) and then has to work at the basketball game (which she supposedly was not informed of until yesterday morning-but she probably has access to a frickin' game schedule-and mind you, she asked to take on this extra responsibility, so you would think she'd check the schedule even more so) so she won't be home until 7:30 or 8ish. My response, in a slightly less bitchy tone and wording, was, "sorry about your luck". I don't think its fair for her to ask me to take time out, miss out on my activities, because she isn't home enough to care for her own pet. That's why I have a cat. A dog would be a great pet to have, but sometimes I'll just not be able to come home for 15hrs and if its an indoor dog it can't wait that long to pee and poop-that's just abusive. My cat, on the otherhand, if left with enough food and water and a litter box, could probably survive 2-3 days on his own without freaking out. I just hate that she expects me to take care of the dog. For the most part, I love that dog and I don't mind taking care of her if I'm already home to do it. But I don't own a dog. It is not my responsibility to take care of it. So now maybe the roommate won't expect that from me so much. And in case you are worried about the dog, she made it the whol 12ish hours without peeing or pooping in her cage, but I suspect she was really hyper when my roommate came home-she definitely seemed fine by the time I made it home.

Sorry about that rant-it just makes me mad when I feel like I'm expected to do something for someone that should be looked at as a favor. But I guess I'm just a big jerk.