fuck a subject
Last night, I realized that in the midst of all of the funeral hubbub I had gotten the dates mixed up for the civil service exam that I was scheduled to take. I was supposed to take it on the 19th but I kept thinking I was supposed to take it today. I was pretty angry with myself for being disorganized and that was compounded by the fact that I didn't get to sleep in at all this morning, regardless. The baby was up at around 7:30…I was up watching the war (that sounds kind of strange) until about 2.
My uncle Jimmy came over and pontificated about…whatever he pontificates about. He was nice enough to watch the baby while the boyfriend and I got his little sister birthday presents at L'Avant d'Eau (I don't care if that's not proper French).
Speaking of which, I have to wrap those presents. I'll write more later.
