Filipp

So that's it -- someone comes into the office every day except Sunday, and you barely acknowledge him most days. Then you get an e-mail that he's suffered a brain aneurysm and lapsed into a coma for eight days. I mean, he's not going to just come back into the office.

I went to him for help with Commercial Detection (or whatever the hell it is) a week or so ago. He and Olivier were the two people who were kind to me with using Transcriber and figuring out the project. He has just kind and gentle eyes, although they always seem to be twinkling. He is one of the few people who isn't antagonistic, or with an ego. Vladimir looks absolutely broken.

I can do this

ITEC 640 starts up Sept. 10. All I need is a B. Really all I need is a C. But I've got something to prove.

It's easy: all I have to do is budget my time. And make sure that I can read one word after another without daydreaming. I have to team with other classmates, which is why I wish they would offer this in-class (instead of only online). Gotta' do a project during the semester. I'll be okay if I do what I need to do everyday, and not get depressed or freak out. I can do this.

I can get my (second) Master's degree. I can do it. I'm Kerri Strug.

Sept. 3 I view and print-out the syllabus, and make sure to memorize it -- my books should arrive by then. I'll be okay. I'll be more than okay. I'm a Kissel from Lithuania and Bessarabia, god damn it. Family of the eternal peasant spirit. And all while keeping my weight down.

I can't believe I met such cool people in 2100. David, and Deborah, and Chandler, and Stephanie, and Athena, and Alba and Carrie. I'm so amazed. Maybe it was a good thing after all?

Next challenge is to dye my hair. Do you think? I'd love to have it relaxed. I think I'm too lazy to keep it straightened -- I can't use those curled brushes. Maybe I should invest in a defuser. So lighter or straight, or both? Who knows? What good is it going to do me, anyway?

My money is gone until tomorrow, so I think I should invest in some serious clothing. What is that place that is on the tip of my tongue? Just about had an orgasm when I was there in Portland. Nice salesperson, too. If I could get assistance, that would be perfect. What's it?? It'll come. On Connecticut.

Oops, I forgot the Vitamin E this morning. This crazy doctor put me on 400 ius twice a day for two months. But he's right; the breast thing went away.

What am I going to do about Roger? Let it unfold? I kind of like it, but jeez, what a potential mess. On second thought, I kind of like that idea...what if his wife is very nice and long-suffering? Do I care? Anyway, I have to worry about myself. So it goes.