Well, this week has been kind of dramatic. Wednesday I lost my wallet, and I looked all over for it. I called everyone I could think to call. In the end, last night, Courtney, the RA from downstairs, turned it in to me, saying she found it on the floor near the door in the Rat. Judging from the fact that I haven't been in the Rat in probably 3 or 4 weeks at least, and I lost it in the Lair, and the common factors are Aramark employees and Rhodes students.. well, draw your own conclusions. I know I have, after calling the credit company and discovering 6 charges that I didn't make at gas stations here in Memphis. It's just so frustrating -- people have such nerve to think that they could use my family's hard-earned money to just TAKE and spend how THEY want. Sigh.
The other thing is that I was so stressed out on Wednesday night that I felt sick and went to bed, without setting my alarm.. Of course, my first class isn't until 11, so I was sure I would wake up. And I did, at 10:55. That wasn't pleasant, rushing around.
But all that is behind me now. Or will be, soon, when the charges are disputed and gone. And I'm going to visit Kristen this afternoon so everything is groovy there. But before that, I'm going to work out, shower, eat lunch, and catch an art lecture. Hasta.
