Drumpf and the Drought in California

Random WTF

So...one last blog before bedtime.

A month or so ago, I was at work making a cardboard bale when I lost the charm on my necklace. I looked everywhere for it and did not find it before I went home. Cue eight hours later after pizza night and a commute home and I find it in my bra. It even left an imprint on my right boob. How the flick did I not notice???

So cue to now, when I decided to watch a Conan interview of Jennifer Lawrence from November 2013. I pick up my blankie (the stringy remains of my blanket that I've had since toddler-hood). Then I drop it, and it goes missing. I spend the next few minutes looking for it super confused as to where the frack it could have gone.

What does it have in common with my necklace?

Twas in my bra. Just now. Should go to bed soon.

Peace.

Run-around

In light of me disliking most of my classes this semester and the poor prospects for what I wanted to be doing in the meantime after I finished said classes, I decided to drop the one I hate the most. But it wouldn't let me! I had a hold, you see. So I checked the hold section of my account. I owed $3 in materials fees FOR THE CLASS I WANTED TO DROP. So before I could drop it (and tomorrow is the last day to drop without a W), I had to pay the $3. Which I did. And now they owe me $3.

Great system, Chaffey.