.:. A resounding DUH
Friday, January 31, 2003 ~ 08:38 a.m.

See...humans ARE omnivorous. I always knew that weird vegan stuff would damage children - it just amazes me that this didn't occur to the vegans. Vegetarians I can deal with up to a point, but vegans are just silly. Suddenly, I'm craving steak.

Another "in-the-news," this story was just too good. This guy was catapulted 25 feet into the air during a car wreck, hit a bunch of utility lines in the air, grabbed on, and hung there for twenty minutes until rescue workers could get a ladder up to him. Fools and children, they say. ;-)


.:. Oh sweet dream of mine
Tuesday, January 28, 2003 ~ 07:07 p.m.

Image was taken down because of its size.

Now that's what I'd call a happy ending.


.:. The Bread Man Cometh
Thursday, January 30, 2003 ~ 01:04 p.m.

An old rusted-out 1970s green car with the roof peeling off, one flat tire, a withered old man in the front seat...almost buried because the car was entirely full of BREAD. The guy driving had wheat bread sticking out on both sides of his head, and entire back seat and passenger seat full of white bread and rye, and an entire trunk full of hotdog buns. The truck was roped partially shut because there was so much bread it wouldn't close. He was toodling down Madison Blvd at about 25 mph (because of the flat tire, I presume), on his way to God knows where. I can honestly say it was the weirdest thing I've seen on the road in a while. Although the ghetto-fabulous electric-blue creation in the parking lot still figures highly in my "egads-what-is-that-thing" rating.

Today I was taught absolutely, positively everything I ever needed to know about AutoCAD. Unfortunantly, I remember almost nothing of it because the entire lecture took place over a one-hour span. I then found out that someone broke into QORE's office last night and took all our radios and the TV out of the conference room. However, they left all the computers and the $300 scales - go figure. I got to work, found out that there was nothing to do, and came home, passing the Bread Man along the way. Normally I would have stayed at work and just tried to accumulate the hours, but I figured I could put this extra time to good use before practice starts.

Jeff just called craving the indulgence of the ASCE and the usage of our filthy heretic concrete. How amusing.

And just for gee-whiz:
You're Perfect ^^
-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
places. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.

What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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Awww. Isn't that sweet? I was really expecting something along the lines of "soul-draining spastic quasi-evil." Especially since the song that appealed to me most was a toss-up between the "I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts" one that I chose (think Lion King), or the one from Labyrinth. David Bowie does scare me so.

Current Music: 'Hush' - Angie Aparo


.:. Mrrowr?
Tuesday, January 28, 2003 ~ 04:41 p.m.

Not two seconds after I stopped my car in the parking lot in front of my apartment, I heard a soft thud and looked up to see the neighbor's cat peering in the windshield at me. I grinned and opened the car door, and immediately he darted up to the top of my car and leaned out to headbutt me in the nose. With a very imperious "Meh" he declared that I should love him and snuggle him and be his human for as long as his attention span lasted, or else there would be dire consequences for the car antenna. So what could I do? He had me over a barrel.

In addition to the two friendliest cats ever, my neighbors have also just adopted two puppies. I saw them for the first time today. They're two yellow lab / Husky mixes. They look a lot like
Todd's dog, Dakota, but they don't have the face mask. One of them has blue eyes and the other one blue one brown. They were disgustingly cute.

I have come to accept the fact that I will never see my boyfriend again. Every time I talk to him, another week gets tacked onto his assignment in Colorado. Before, he was coming home today. Then next Tuesday. Now, next Friday....maybe. Feh. I'm still holding out for the raid, but more from a desire to mount a tater gun to the top of Todd's truck than to attempt to rescue him from the government. Personally, I suspect he's actually in Vegas with some hot chick and this whole Colorado thing is just an elaborate cover-up. ;-)

I'm starting to really worry about paddling. This time last year, we were running 5:20s in the distance. This year, we can't even navigate the distance, much less run it in under seven minutes. I'm not quite freaking out yet, but I'm getting there. I'd give almost anything just to have Crystal back again.

I had to cancel hanging out with Jessica tonight. I forgot about hydraulics and water quality homework being due tomorrow. That is, until I was reminded yesterday. I got some of it done last night, but not nearly enough. I think that's pretty much going to be the order of things for the next month or so.

Current Music: 'At the Stars' - Better Than Ezra


.:. Range Poles of Doom
Monday, January 27, 2003 ~ 11:20 p.m.

Todd: Could have had my ass shot off any number of times this afternoon. I think it's funny. That is until they actually start shooting.

Me: I can see it now. They shoot you, then you'd be detained for questioning and I'd never hear from you again. Then I'd have to stage some sort of a raid. Mo, Jackie, and I show up in Colorado in your truck to bust you out. *pause* .....Jackie and Mo in ninja suits. If I have to see that, you'd better already be dead. But you know they'd let us in. "We're just...uh...surveying! Yeah, surveying. The costumes? Uh..we're ninja surveyors. Yeah, that's it." And then we pull some kung fu shit and take all their donuts.

Todd: Beware the range pole of doom! They would cry if you took their donuts.

Me: And while they're crying, we'd disappear into the night with their prisoners....AND their donuts. And it'd be called a terrorist attack and there'd be a threat alert put out. Warning: three heavily armed ninja surveyors at large...may also be armed with Krispey Kreme. Local law enforcement should beware.


I'm still cracking up at the mental image of Jackie, Mo, and I dressed as ninjas, tearing up the road to a military prison in Todd's big-ass (and inherently targetable) truck with Mo's
tater gun mounted to a turret on the top. FIRE ONE! *giggle* Oh well...I guess you had to be there.


.:. Engrish...what would the world be without it?
Sunday, January 26, 2003 ~ 06:02 p.m.

*grin* But aside from that, today was actually a pretty good day. My parents came over and I cooked breakfast, then they took me shopping before the concert. The Vienna Boys Choir was just awesome, even if the church was packed like a sardine can, and I think my parents really enjoyed it. I swear, nothing can match a boy soprano for sheer angelic quality. I finally made it Bed Bath and Beyond to get a few things to spruce up the apartment and it looks somewhat better. My parents also helped me empty a few boxes, so the living room is now at least a little clearer. I had a wonderful time visiting with my parents and really enjoyed the weekend.

In fact, the only part of the weekend that wasn't so good was
Todd telling me last night that instead of coming home this Tuesday, he'll be coming back February 4th. Stupid politics junk. Feh. Well, I guess that's why I have a cell phone with free long distance.

Current Music: 'Even Angels Fall' - Jessica Riddle


.:. A Friendship Based on Hatred
Saturday, January 25, 2003 ~ 03:51 p.m.

My arms itch. I spent a fun-filled morning over at JRC laying up the practice boat. In the midst of wallowing in epoxy and fiberglass, our team bonded - literally in some cases, but that's to be expected with that much epoxy flying around. Insults, drywall, and snowballs were thrown with reckless abandon, resulting in the injury of a great many egos. More than one graphic death threat was issued and several nasty pranks were plotted (to be executed at a later date, oh yes). It was really a lot of fun. ;-)

My parents should be here sometime in the next hour. They were going to go check in at the hotel before coming over, or else they'd probably be here in the next few mintues. I'm not really sure what the plan is, but I guess we'll figure it out once they get here. I'd planned to cook for them, but as I didn't make it to the store this week, that's not going to happen. Maybe next time.

Todd sent me an email last night and it turns out he's going to be back earlier than expected! All their control points were still where they set them last year and the weather is good, so they'll be done Sunday and drive back Monday. Happiness! *silly grin*

Current Music: 'Breathe Your Name' - Sixpence None the Richer


.:. How nice of them
Friday, January 24, 2003 ~ 10:03 a.m.

"The DOD recognizes American citizens' concerns about privacy invasions. To ensure that TIA will not violate the privacy of American citizens, the Department has safeguards in place." -
Total Information Awareness Project

Well, gee whiz. I don't know about you, but I feel so much more confident knowing that these nebulous "safeguards" will prevent TIA from becoming a high-tech Commitee of State Security. It gives me such a warm fuzzy feeling to know that the IAO is so concerned about my privacy. :-P

My office is really damn cold today. Actually, it was that way yesterday too, and the day before. I'm freezing my ass off in here! The have a kerosene heater going in the bay, but it's not doing much. Yergh. *grin* And Jackie just called me because one of Todd's dogs has escaped him again. *giggle* Such trouble, those four puppies can be.


.:. Snow day!!!!!
Thursday, January 23, 2003 ~ 12:53 p.m.

Contrary to popular belief, my powers as the Anti-Snow have not been defeated. They have just been temporarily circumvented by the simple fact that if I don't know it's supposed to snow, I can't accidentally exert my powers of evil to stop it. :-D

Seriously, I had no idea whatsoever that it was supposed to snow last night. I never even heard there was a possibility of even the tiniest flake. So imagine my suprise when I got up this morning to see snow blanketing the grass and road outside. Then
Mike called me to tell me that UAH, the school that closes only for nuclear fallout, had cancelled all classes. I wondered at this at first, but the reason why became swiftly apparent when Jackie, Todd, and I decided to brave the road to Wal-Mart. The roads were covered with snow and (mostly) ice and the drive was...slow. Since I didn't have to be at work today until 1 and didn't feel like braving the roads home, I simply hung out with Todd and waited for the ice to melt. Now he's on his way to Colorado (where it's actually much warmer) and I'm at work.

Here's to my first snow day since my Junior year of high school. :-)


.:. *ponder*
Wednesday, January 22, 2003 ~ 02:47 p.m.

The email subject reads: "Attract Men with Bigger Breasts!" Personally, I don't WANT to attract men who have bigger breasts than me. But maybe that's just my preference. Just say NO to excessive man booby.

I'm in the CEE lab waiting on the-professor-that-never-leaves to come back. For the first time in living memory, Cruise is not in his office. I'm wondering if I should even bother finishing the homework, since the Apocalypse is obviously upon us.

I've been in a rather foul mood all day because of my water quality class. I walked into lab this morning thinking I was the only person who didn't understand even half of the homework only to find that the entire class was lost. The reason none of us have a clue is because Dr. Leonard has all the teaching skill of bean curd. PowerPoint is NOT an effective substitute for teaching ability, no matter how pretty they try and make the slides.


.:. *snicker*
Tuesday, January 21, 2003 ~ 02:41 p.m.

The European Union: Working tirelessly to raise an entire generation of wusses. *grin* Setting
regulations on swing heights...don't they have anything better to do?

My schedule for the next few days sucks serious donkey balls. Two ASCE meetings tomorrow night, work stuff, school stuff, ASCE stuff, my parents visiting Saturday and Sunday, and a ton of work to do between now and next Monday. I also need to clean up my apartment sometime before Friday. Sometimes I think vacations are more of a curse than a blessing. Playing catch-up is never easy and to top it off, I'm still convinced that today is Monday. :-P

Turns out that instead of leaving Thursday morning, Todd won't be leaving for Colorado until Thursday night. He's just about finished fixing up the Bathroom of Doom (now doom-free) and since they're leaving later, he'll actually be able to get it all done. This kind of puts a crimp in my plans, though, since Jackie, Mo, and I had planned to steal his truck and leave for Florida Thursday afternoon. Ah well. ;-)


.:. CT3 Artillery
Monday, January 20, 2003 ~ 11:06 a.m.

It's been an interesting weekend. Saturday after practice I ended up over at
Todd's house as a witness to the first firing of Mo's newly-constructed tater gun. Note that: tater, not potato. And, well...it works. *evil grin* Mo also discovered that it fires a half-empty 20-ounce bottle a hell of a lot farther than a potato. Just what CT3 needed - its own artillery unit.

I also saw a great many more movies this weekend than I have in a long time. Funny thing was, none of them were very good, except I still like The Neverending Story. Todd and I saw National Security Saturday night - it was funny, but annoying at times. Save your money and wait until it comes out on network television. After watching The Neverending Story on SciFi, I meandered over to Todd's place Sunday afternoon and helped him paint his bathroom before leaving for dinner and a movie with Jeff, Jessica, and Jared. Pat and Mike ditched us, but they missed out on the PIE that Jessica cooked. Ha! On the downside, Jared somehow managed to choose a movie that ended up being the worst movie I've seen since The Omega Code. At least we had alcohol to dull the effects. Legion of the Dead doesn't even qualify for a B-movie. It was just....sad. We started to watch 24 Hours in London but with the opening scene being a kidney theft, we decided to pass.

No class today, but I've still got work. Money = good, work = boring. I'll probably skip out of here around 1 or so and head home to start on some of the homework I've been putting off since last Wednesday. Assuming I don't starve to death between now and then. ;-)

Current Music: Evanescence - "Bring Me to Life"


.:. I hate stupid people
Friday, January 17, 2003 ~ 02:56 p.m.

Now here's a
candidate for the death penalty if ever there was. Not only is he a poisonous, evil, pathetic excuse for a human being, but he's also too stupid to live. Judges should be able to hand down that verdict. "Not only are you guilty as sin, but your intelligence is measured somewhere between that of a small water fowl and a cockroach. Sorry, sir, but it's our humanitarian duty to dispose of you, lest your breathtaking stupidity be contagious." And stupidity IS contagious. All it takes is one look at the NAACP to figure that one out.

I apologize. I didn't mean to throw in a sucker punch there, but I do so despise the NAACP. As this IS a rant, naturally I had to squeeze in a mention of their incessant idiocy somewhere. But I digress...

You know, doctors have been wishing for years to have "Too Stupid To Live" proclaimed a codeable diagnosis. I know that a good percentage of the human population falls into this category, but doctors see a lot more of these people more than the rest of us. Why? Because the world is not moron-friendly, despite the best attempts of the Surgeon General, DOT, and others to make it so. Generally the rule is those who are too stupid live DON'T. Unfortunately, these days stupid people survive just long enough to a) learn to drive and b) reproduce before doing something fatally dumb. Sadly, in the course of spectacularly killing themselves, they usually manage take out others whose DNA should still be allowed to roam the gene pool.



.:. You must worship the socks
Friday, January 17, 2003 ~ 08:02 a.m.

I'm wearing mitten socks. What are mitten socks you ask? Well, they're like toe socks for the weak. However, only having one toe does not diminish their power to do good...far from it. Ha ha, powers of evil! I defy you!

Speaking of powers of evil, last night was a lot of fun. I got to see
Jeff and Ben, then went to the Cam meeting. Deb just got a tiny little orange tabby that decided to curl up on my chest, so I spent most of the meeting making obnoxious cooing noises. I hope felines never take over the world - I'd never be able to resist. After I tore myself away from the overpowering cuteness of the kitten, Jessica and I made it to the hockey game just in time for all the fun. Afterwards, Jess, Mo, Todd, Jackie, and I all went to Fridays. We go there periodically to remind ourselves why we hate it so. After waiting a few years for our waitress to find us, I had a lovely peppermint milkshake and made Jessica buy a very large, very yummy drink.

So it was a good start to the weekend. I just hope today follows the same trend. Which it must, because after all, the power of the mitten socks cannot be denied.


.:. It's not fair
Thursday, January 16, 2003 ~ 01:03 p.m.

Nashville has six inches of snow on the ground and more falling. Huntsville has rain and stupid drivers.

There's no denying it...I AM the anti-snow.

I haven't seen real snow since the early 1990s. I think I'm going to go cry now.


.:. Freakin' cold!!!!
Tuesday, January 14, 2003 ~ 01:12 p.m.

Even though it was 29 degrees this morning when we hit the pond, practice went relatively well. That's saying something considering this morning was our first paddling practice since the beginning of December. Still, we're all a lot weaker than we expected to be and after only two laps around the pond, my arms were dead tired. I'm not a stern paddler, dammit! ;-)

Oh and just so everyone knows,
Todd is wonderful! He is currently working to convert the site plans for our design project from MicroStation to AutoCAD. The architect didn't know how to convert them and none of the people in my class have much CAD experience. The best we can do is muddle through with AutoCAD in the CE comp lab - MicroStation is totally foreign to us. Without Todd, we'd all be up the creek for sure. *nod* See how cool he is?

So now it's work time. Concrete...woo. I'd much rather have a nap, but despite being wholely satisfying, naps don't earn you money. A pity, that.


.:. Oops
Monday, January 13, 2003 ~ 12:09 p.m.

The FE exam is in April. April 12th, to be exact. The application is due 90 days beforehand. Would ya look at that! January 15th just happens to fall 90 days before April 12th! And the best part is, they don't mean postmarked by the 15th - they mean in their grubby little paws by the 15th. Which means that if I want to take it this semester, tomorrow I get to shell out the $15 to overnight it to Montgomery. But at least I am not alone. Half the CE department's graduating seniors are frantically downloading applications and searching for a notary today. Oh, did I forget to mention that the application has to be notarized too?

Honestly, I'm not all that concerned. I'm not graduating until next Fall (thank you, UAH honors program), so I could just take the test in October. It'd be less stress on me, that's for sure. At the same time, there are more review sessions offered in the Spring. Decisions, decisions. Still, we're all just a bit aggravated that there were no flyers posted, no reminders from the department, not a peep about the FE from any official source. Only one or two of the class knew that the app had to be turned in this month - they're the ones that saved everyone else's bacon by bringing it up this morning.

Damn Monday the 13ths.


.:. Wow
Sunday, January 12, 2003 ~ 06:36 p.m.

We finished the first season of 24 today. All I can say is that whoever writes the show, he's a bastard. He's not only come up with one of the best TV series on the face of the planet, but also one of the most realistic as far as outcomes. It's not a happy, gooey ending, people. No, it's the absolute harshest and most depressing ending to a season I have ever seen in my entire life. Even though I knew what was going to happen, I didn't expect it to be the very last scene.

To offset our horror at the end of season 1, we started on season 2, which picks up a little over a year later. Already I love it and
Spencer shamelessly feeds my addiction.

Yesterday I went with Todd to Birmingham to visit his grandmother, then we came home and watched The Emperor's New Groove with Jackie, who had never seen it before. I did some catching up with my parents and my sister. She's going through a rough time right now. *hugs* I love you, EB!

Now I'm just trying to work on homework and get things organzied for school tomorrow. The joy is overwhelming. :-P


.:. Socializing over Farscape thwarted
Friday, January 10, 2003 ~ 03:15 p.m.

Jessica is on her way to Memphis (big suprise there, kiddies),
Russell and Pat are playing D&D, and Todd, Jackie, and Mo have plans, to which I, lacking a penis of my own, am not invited. Looks like it's going to be a nice, quiet night. I'm thinking pyjamas, ice cream, and Farscape. Assuming Pat and Russell's D&D plans don't fall through, of course.

Tuesday night there is a group going to see The Two Towers at 8 PM. So far, I know Jessica and Jared are going, and that's it. Hopefully others will attend also and grace us with their presence. *nudge nudge*

I am currently bored out of my mind. I'm waiting on a stinking core report I have to do before I leave, otherwise I'd have left hours ago. I don't even know that I would have come back from lunch! 4:00 can't get here fast enough...


.:. Farscape tonight!
Friday, January 10, 2003 ~ 01:10 p.m.

Farscape comes on tonight.
Jeff tells me that he plans on taping it - he sucks. ;-) I'm trying to con Jessica into watching it over at my place. Or maybe con her into watching it at her place and inviting Pat and Russell, since they're also fans. Anyone know Russell's cell phone number?


.:. *snicker*
Thursday, January 9, 2003 ~ 03:21 p.m.

Quote of the Day: "Now if you will cooperate, this will be painless. Except for the part where I nail your scrotum to your ears." -
today's SP

Today has just been a happy day. I have no idea why, but it's been good. Weird how that works out sometimes.

We got our project assignment today in design. We're designing a high school for Good Shepard Catholic Church on Hobbs Road. We drove out and looked at the site, just to get a feel for the place (our maps suck), and it's going to be interesting. I figure by the time the class is over, we'll all have learned a lot. It's kind of overwhelming, trying to decide where to start, but we've got a plan now.

Anyways, back to work. Happy!


.:. There are just no words
Wednesday, January 8, 2003 ~ 07:53 a.m.

I'm laughing so hard I'm almost crying. I think I just saw my life as a civil engineer flash before my eyes.

Which Homestar Runner character are you?
this quiz was made by jurjyfrort


.:. A resounding YUCK
Tuesday, January 7, 2003 ~ 01:46 p.m.

I knew that maggots were used to treat gangrenous wounds back in the Civil War and before, but I never knew they were still considered a viable treatment. Somehow, when I think of medical treatment, blind, slimy fly larvae don't come to mind.

"After a few days, patients began to report feeling pain from the biting and crawling of the maggots, so the researchers gave them anesthesia."

if it works, then it works. But it's still yucky.


.:. T-shirts galore
Tuesday, January 7, 2003 ~ 11:13 a.m.

I should be at work, since class got out early, but instead I'm home checking on prices for club T-shirts and it's taking quite a bit longer than anticipated. Turns out these T-shirt screening places have no idea what a 1-color cotton short-sleeved T-shirt costs. You'd think that's something they do often, so they'd have a price chart or something. *sigh*

So Senior design sounds scary. Gopu went on for a good length about how we were the last ones to get screwed over and that he's really really sorry we're not taking it next fall. Then he went on about how if we're working, taking other classes, and/or participating in student clubs, we're going to have such a hard time getting everything done. By the time he was done, we were all just staring at him, ready to back slowly out the door. If it wasn't for our desperate need to graduate, he would have succeeded in convincing us to take it under the new system. I know it cna't be as bad as he makes it out to be, but it was still disconcerting.


.:. Thought for the day....
Monday, January 6, 2003 ~ 10:23 p.m.


Let's meditate on that for a minute.

Ever have one of those days where you just couldn't seem to get anything right? Today was definitely one of those. I know violence never solves anything, but I think if I were allowed to whallop people with a whiffle bat whenever I feel they need it, I'd be much happier all around.

But on the upside, all my classes seemed to go relatively well today. Shalana, the girl I did the wetlands project with over the summer, is teaching my water quality lab (and probably the lecture down the road) and Leonard bumped the Wednesday morning lab up to 9 AM, so I'll be able to sleep in a little. Cruise, of course, nattered on his whole period, as did Leonard, but at least the lab was short, which let me get in a few extra hours at work this morning. So far, I've got three projects lined up for the semester - one bench scale water treatment plant I have to build, one wastewater treatment plant I have to design (but only on paper, thank god), and then the Senior design project. Feh. I say that like senior design is only an addendum...

I think I'm going to go sleep this day off.

Current Music: 'Alone' - Angie Aparo


.:. I second that!
Sunday, January 5, 2003 ~ 10:04 p.m.

I have to agree with
Jen. His Dark Materials is an awesome trilogy. To all you people I've been trying to convince: See, I'm not the only one who liked those books!!! Now go and read. Just be prepared - they're not at all what you'd expect. ;-)

Oh, and at Ande's request I will not be burning down Jeff's house for revenge. Instead, I think I'll settle for a less criminally-oriented method of vengence...


.:. It's so good to be home!
Sunday, January 5, 2003 ~ 09:30 p.m.

First off, a nice big Happy Birthday to my
sis. She's now the ripe old age of 20. Todd and I stuck around long enough this morning to do the birthday dinner with the family before heading back home to Huntsville. Wish we could have spent more of it with you, EB. *hug*

That said, it's time for a brief recap. Christmas was pretty good, although Christmas Day itself was kind of bleh. I got wonderful presents and really enjoyed myself for most of the past twelve days. It's been a nice break.

California was a lot of fun. Not only did I get to see Todd and his family, but I also got the grand tour. Todd and his mom took me around Monterey Monday and Tuesday. We visited Big Sur, the Monterey Bay Aquarium, Cannery Row, Pebble Beach, 17-mile Drive, and Carmel By the Sea. I also got to see Carmel Valley, where Todd's family lived while he was in high school. Friday we drove over to San Francisco. We went on a bay tour which went under the Golden Gate Bridge and around Alcatrez, and visited Coit Tower, Lombard Street, Fisherman's Wharf (lots of sea lions!), and the Cliff House. I took tons of pictures of the Bay Bridge and the Golden Gate Bridge, as well as the city and several other points around. Eventually I'll post four or five of my favorite pics.

I could write a book about the trip. Suffice it to say I had a wonderful time and that I've kept pretty busy during the break. I'm glad to be home, but with classes starting tomorrow (and work) I'm sure that will wear off pretty quick.

My schedule for the new semester is...well, complex. It's different every day and I don't expect anyone to remember where the heck I am. The only constant is that I'll probably be at Johnson after 5 every night, unless I'm home doing homework. Just assume I'm not home and call me or something. For now, my schedule is as follows:

M: work 8-10, class 10:20-5:15
T: practice 8-9, class 9:35-11:35, work 12:30-4
W: class 8-5:15
R: practice 8-9, class 9:35-12:35, work 1:30-4
F: work 8-4

It's going to be an interesting semester!