Well I have had this weekend to work on my final essay. But then again I have all week to do it. So naturally I became so bored, I would entertain myself with my homework. So I have several million words worth of my essay already completed. I have spent most of my time in either of the two coffee shops downtown, stealing WiFi this weekend. Its a sad existence. Tomorrow rent is due for my apartment which I wont even be living in. I have to call tomorrow and see what their preferred payment type is. If it is check, I have to bike to Moscow and get a cashier's check. If they do cash I will be so happy because then I can just go to a close ATM machine and pull money out.
Its Father's day today. I sure wish I wasn't in a coffee shop several hundred miles away from my family. I miss them. I really just miss human contact all together. I talk the most and interact the most when I am in class. Its definitely come to the point where class is the best part of the day by far. Only five more days until class is over. The thing I fear most is that my teachers will cancel class as we near the end. What would I do if I didn't have class to go to? Study? No. I have nothing to study. Its my paper. But I will probably finish that tomorrow or Tuesday. Netflix during "finals week." Probably going to happen.
Cheyenne's brother gave her a bike to take to Pullman. But its kinda a basket-case. Its got this beautiful orange paint on it. It needs to be redone kinda bad. Its a road bike which will be good for Pullman. But its also a single speed fixed geared bike. I haven't ridden one in recent memory, unless I count little sister Sarah's first bike she got in like 2001. Its the kind of bike where the pedals spin the entire time you are riding. Apparently this kind of bike is all the rage in the hipster scene. So I am going to redo it for Chey for her birthday.
Got some funky straight bars on it now, but drop bars are what I think I will put on it.
Going for something kinda/ sorta along these lines.
Hope it turns out well. Chey wanted to design it, I said ok. But I am not gonna let her see it until the end.
Dad and Dalton (+ anyone else who wants to see me) are coming to pick me up at the end of the week. Plus we got to put all our junk in the apartment. Should be good to get that done now rather than later.
Not much planned this week. Probably nothing note worthy to post unless something amazing happens during the week. Adios
James
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