I could wear everything- Except the bowl and rug, but I could make use of them somehow.
Today was my first day of my summer classes [one of two]. I have a feeling this effective business communication class will be a reading/writing intensive class. I think this because my professor said so. We have to make resumes, conduct mock interviews, hold meetings with professionals in our field of study, and learn how to "type professionally and clean." I think these are important aspects for life, however, I also feel like I'm taking an English class. I'm saddened by the disappearance of my morning routine. Jasmine green tea with honey just isn't as good at 1:30 pm when the sun is high and it's already 81 degrees. But I gotta do what I gotta do.
Also, I am praying that somehow, someday, we figure out this oil spill situation. My blog is supposed to be a happy place, but I feel a little guilty writing about things that aren't as important as the world we live in. Sometimes.
