Laundry, the recission of arbitrable contracts based on illegality, and pre-nups. Though, Prof. Martin doesn't call them pre-nups, since you can be called to write pre-marital, post-marital, and non-marital agreements with a generally unified theme.
The price of laundry went up while I was out of town. It's a $1.25 per wash and per dry, now. It's still the cheapest price of laundry in town.
My class schedule is already messing with my head. Early Monday, Wednesday and Friday, then a solid afternoon of Tuesday and Thursday makes it feel like there's two separate weeks going on - one three days long and one thinly stretched from Monday to Friday.
We should know tomorrow if there's a loan check in my immediate future. Though, I realized that an incorrect amount ($15,000) was used for the initial request. That number should be higher, in the thousands digit. I've entered a second application for the balance, but I'm afraid that the second application is going to confuse the bureaucracy some more (oh, God) and delay my first check again. If it does, I have to camp out at financial aid. Just sleep there, and tell them until I have a rent check, they have to put me up. Ask to borrow clothes. Bum snacks and drinks off the work-study kids. You know.
Today I wondered why I don't smoke. I don't. But I wonder why.
--21:24 PM, EST, Ada, OH, virtually stood up tonight
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