Nobody Ever Gets Caramel Hands.

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April 24, 2012 by sandwichcontrol

Because caramel hands are for terror.

Yesterday was a day of getting stuff done. And waiting around for stuff to get done. I went by Lippincottonia first thing and hung out with Le Duke for a little bit. I reminded him how to use the shipping program to send orders out. It’s been a while for him. After our little catch up, he dropped me off at my meeting on his way to FedEx. This was my weekly “state of the academy” meeting. We laid out our homework from last week and discussed our assignments for this week.

Then, I stopped off at the lab to do a little clean up and headed back to Holliday Island to get to work. I also paid bills. It was at this point that I hit a snag. For some reason I couldn’t pay my cable bill. Not cable like television, but cable like innernet. First the innernet is dodgy at best, then I can’t pay my bill either online or over the phone. Yes, I’ll hold for the next available representative. We got the bill stuff sorted out, and while I had them on the line I wanted to find out if it was them or me that was stopping me from checking on Pottermore every fews minutes.

I was in luck, they had an agent who could swing by that afternoon. What’re the odds? Not good. I say this from past experience. So, I limped along for a few hours. Then it was time for tutoring. After my lesson, the cable guy showed up and found that the connectors out on the pole were busted. So, he unceremoniously fixed them and was on his way. And I’m back to working on my wandwork. Both in that Pottermore kind of way and in that Redtube kind of way, if you know what I mean. Dirty.

Since I didn’t have class last night, I decided to treat myself to the thing that I’ve been threatening for days now. Some reading time. I’ve been reading Nation by Terry Pratchett. I borrowed it from the Rev. Dark Wombat and read through the first third on my long journey home from the far east. Since then, I’ve been slacking. Yesterday I knocked out the second third of it. Cooking baby, cooking.

Today is yet another weird day for me. I’ll be helping the FSRAM take down and box up a traveling exhibit. The things I get myself into. Anywho, gotta run. Wish me luck. More soon. ~SC


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