Someone Was About to Get an Earful

I got up about 8 this morning. I took my time getting ready for school because I needed to talk to Clint (my apartment manager for my place in Tullahoma), and I knew he wouldn't be in until 10 or so. I called a little after 10. He wasn't in. I left a message. I waited. I ate lunch. I had to get work done at school, so about 1, I drove to school. About 1:30 Clint calls me back. The phone rings, but I know there's no reason to answer it at school because I'm about as likely to drop the call as I am to be able to hear a word. He leaves me a message. At school, I realize that I have forgotten an engineering drawing I need in order to do some of the work I need to do. Wonderful. The other reason for going to the school was to talk to my committee about the final edits to my thesis. When I got there, Dr. Schulz had a sign on his door that said, essentially, "Go to Hell, Jeffrey." What it really said was that Dr. Schulz was going to be out of town until Monday. Since my paperwork still needs his signature and is due Friday, you can see how my interpretation is accurate. Dr. Vakili was at school today but was finishing up presentations for his class and was occupied. After the presentations, I knocked on his door, but he didn't answer. So of my three-person committee, the only person I talked to was Dr. Moeller. He wants to see the revised version of my thesis and the edits made by Schulz and Vakili. I'd travelled light to campus, so I had the updated thesis, but not the edits, so he'll just have to wait until tomorrow.

After I left campus, I called Clint back. He's going to let me out of my lease Sept. 15, saving me $237.50. My dad was absolutely sure no one would start a lease on the 15th and that I'd never get out of this lease mid-month, but both have occurred. It's going to put some pressure on me to get moved in about a 36-hour window, but I don't have a ton of stuff. It is more than I moved up here, though. The bed is new, so are the couch, the washer and dryer, and a couple pieces of smaller furniture. If the weather is nice, it's no problem since there'll be two trucks to go along with the trailer. It'll be tricky to fit everything in a covered place if the weather turns bad, though. That weekend will be tiring, though.

About two good paragraphs is about all I've been writing the past few days. There's not a lot going on. It's hot so I don't feel like doing much. I will wish Amy good luck for tomorrow. She's got a job interview at 9:30. Good luck, Amy, and more tomorrow.