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I handed in my thesis Monday, but I doubt I'll get a passing grade. Everything up to the actual analysis part was good (enough) and I know if the entire thing had been that level I would've passes no problem, but the analysis was way too short, and basically sucked. Everybody's been saying that I'm too hard on myself etc, but well, I know what I wrote, and it sucked. So. That's horrible, and I feel like a huge failure whenever I think about it, so I try not to. Especially because I'd worked so hard! I'd been at the school every morning at 7 or earlier to 5 for the last while, and before that, I'd been there from 9-5 every day. I barely slept the last two days. (The last night I slept exactly 20 minutes, after I got a friend to call me so I knew I'd wake up.) *sigh*

In other, much better news: Stine and I threw a party Friday, that really fucking rocked. 25-30 people, we had brownies, mini pizzas, pigs in blankets, chips and candy and we closed to door behind the last people at 6 in the morning. Also, you know you've had a party when 25-30 people drink:

• 89 beers
  
• 2 bottles of champagne
  
• 4 bottles of wine
  
• 2 bottles of port
  
• 1 vodka
  
• 1 whisky
  
• Half a bottle of rum
  
• Half a bottle of kahlua
  
• and ten energy drinks

ahahahaha, omg that sucked carrying down from fourth floor. Also, one of the guys from climbing - who's very straight - and I have sort of started flirting. well, we kind of had before, but he had steady girlfriend (they'd been together for years) up until like, two months ago and so. I had the climbers over about six months ago, and while the others went home around 2-3, he didn't leave until 6:30. There's definitely something there, and Stine even commented on it, but we're both sort of hesistant. Possibly because we haven't been together alone since then. hmm.

In other good news, I start work tomorrow. My oldest cousin is part of Scandinavian DesignLab, and she called me while I was working on my thesis. They needed a general office slave since they'd been left hanging by the two earlier people they'd employed, and she knew I'd be done (well. I'm not really, but I told her and she seems cool with it) by now, and asked if I wanted to come work for her for a few months, get some experience and make a little money, you know. My contract runs until the end of February, with the option to extend it, if both parts find out that this works for us. The pay isn't anything to write home about, but it's still more than I've been making, and it'll look sweet on my CV. Plus, I can look for job in the meantime, and if I don't find anything, I can possibly stay on there. I'm pretty excited.

Of course, I'm still officially employed at both the bakery and by Teach Train. Awkward.

So how are you?

>_< HOLY CRAP. screw yoga tomorrow. I pulled a muscle in my thigh the other day, trying to do this move she taught us last dance class, and it's been sort of sore ever since. then tonight we had to do the same move ( we do it once up to the mirror and back again ) about, oh, 20 times? and I pulled the same muscle. OW! :/ I realize that it probably would do it good to be all stretched and stuff, and if were a more relaxed yoga teacher and not like, a yoga nazi, I would have gone, but I know he wouldn't think it was a good excuse and totally not give me a break, so.

also, that class ends at 10:30, and I have to be at work an hour early, noon, and it would be kind of rushed. SO.

sleeping in tomorrow morning, and cleaning up, doing the dishes, and the work, and then climbing after that. :)

man. it's past three, and I only got up like, half an hour ago, and that was only to go get some food. I have now moved the few meters from my bed to my couch where I am camped out in front of the tv with nachos with the works. yum!

but seriously, this whole working all week and catching up on sleep on sunday thing? not cool. it's gotta stop. sadly it won't until school starts, but at least I'm making a shitload of money. mmmmmm, monies.

dear lj, I don't mean to ignore you. I had all intentions of answering comments and reading the 5346547567878 tabs that I have open today when I came home from work, but you see New Chick ( who isn't all that new anymore but still pisses me off ) called around the time her shift started to say that she had was sick and had some kind of check up, so she couldn't come. I offered to stay, since well, it's summer and we're understaffed when everybody's there, and right now 4 of the girls are on vacation.

basically, I worked from 6:45-18:30 which is---- god, a lot of hours. and tomorrow from 6:30-15:00, and I have to work three of those hours with Not New But Still Annoying Chick, and I am telling you, with the stunt she pulled today, she better fucking show up tomorrow, I don't care if both her legs or arms or back is broken, she will show up on fucking time for her shift tomorrow and if there isn't some major ass-kissing going on from her side, really, she'll be dead to me. ( well. she's been semi-dead to me since the beginning, but you know, she would be dead, salted and burned. )

in short: I will eat dinner, and go to bed. hopefully I will be home not too late tomorrow. *keels over*

ETA: I can't believe I forgot this: I gave a guy some wrong change - ONE DKK, which is less than 25 cents. ( it's 18 cents, I just calculated it. heh. ) and he was SO rude and condescending. He said, 'how much was I supposed to get back?' and I told him, and he put the change on the counter and said, 'well does this look like that?' and then I told him to calm the down and talk nicely, and then on the way out? he gave me the finger.

... we're talking about a guy my dad's age, by the way, not some young punk.