my computer is broken

I can't log on to the internet from my computer, and I haven't gotten around to flashdriving pictures of the campus center on to Micah's computer in order to post them on here. Although, maybe Joy and Ana saw it already in person (should I address you directly in the post?). And also, in blog news, I can't edit the size of my blog picture because of the computer problems. At this point, it is kind of embarrassing to take it in to ITS, but I will do it after the weekend.
My radio show begins tomorrow night, and it's no longer called Maggot Music because it was starting to creep me out. Now, I am Maggle Music.


Nothing is going to fit.

I bought a chair: http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/S89825201
Right now, it is in Micah's trunk, but it probably won't stay there, and it probably won't even make it into the car at the rate that I'm stuffing non-essential things into bulging bags. The problem is that we have a lot of trinkets between us but not enough to warrant parent accompaniment. We'll be back in the city on October 2nd, yet I still don't want to make any sacrifices. So, I think that I will unpack and repack until everything is smaller. Yes, that sounds boring.
What is even more boring and worth a mention because of it (I guess) is our new toilet. It has a water saving flush function, and when I reminded my mom of it, she called me an ecologist which I don't think is exactly the right word she wanted.


I've run out of words.

And this is mainly because I am tired of working at a computer all day and staring at the same 30 page application, memorizing the fax number to the Registrar at Argosy University, and waiting for the NPDB reports to come back.

There are about 5 things that I've learned all summer:
-Faxes usually have cover sheets, and it is unnecessary to file them but my predecesor did it anyways.
-Psychiatrists are worse at filling out mandatory fields in applications than therapists, counselors, and social workers.
-I hate redundant data entry more than anything in the world.
-People love to tell me that I shouldn't complain because "at least [I'm] getting paid."
-Greasy pizza really can lead to rapid weight gain.

I can't wait to get back to my real jobs.
And I am taking the day off tomorrow.