azurelunatic | Reorganization

My room's looking better. Stuff is stowed in the closet, including the spare monitor that's to be for Nephew's computer as soon as

digitalambience gets it in working order. The chair is in the corner, and the closet closes all the way now. There are still things to clean up, of course.

I'm getting hungry. Nephew's not particularly thrilled with the rice and beans that Dr. Mommy indicated as being easiest on his recovering stomach. He's been feeling quite a bit better today, with the occasional spints to the bathroom, but no barfing. This is a good thing, overall.

I have all the questions for chapter six typed in, and the first definition done. I would get through these chapters so much faster if I didn't have to type out the definiton for each and every bloody boldfaced term in the chapter. I'm still keeping up with the class, which makes me happy. I want to get a 4.0 this semester, which should not be too particularly difficult if I just apply myself. None of my classes seem particularly difficult, except for the fact that my wrists are getting angry with me again.

I need to finish cleaning my room, then take a shower, work out, and take another shower. Somewhere in there, dinner should be worked in.