Mining Rights

Okay, so my sisters used to joke about mining rights. If they cleaned my room, they got to keep any money they found. I'm not done yet, but here's a total so far.

$11.90 in spendable change.
$4 in $2 bills
$4 in Susan B. Anthony dollars
$6.50 in half dollars

Then there's
3.42 in Spanish Euros
1.05 in Irish Pounds
100 Italian Lire
.50 German Marks
21 Austrian Schillings
10 Asian somethingorothers... haven't a clue, but there's a very smiley man on the front.
2.28 spendable British Pounds
3 shillings - one with George VI on it... the other with ELizabeth II
One squished penny and one quarter sized souvenir coin from the Winchester Mystery House.

AND

$20 gift certificate to Starbucks!

I have made a future promise to keep all currency in separate mugs... that way, I might be able to spend that near $12 in change and keep the rest for safe keeping.

Time is growing short

So far I've been spending my summer sleeping in, getting ready to leave and... doo doot, doo doot, doo doot... cleaning my room.

Yeah. Anybody who knows me knows how scary that is. So far, some of the things I've found...
Yes, that would be a new pair of shoes that I'd forgotten I bought.


The cats are suspicious at the least. More later. Gotta go pick up dinner. Chicken Sharwama. Yum!

End of Days

I feel strangely unemotional about today. I just finished cleaning up my classroom and everything is packed neatly (well, neat for me). Graduation came and went, and next Monday, I don't have to go back to school. I should feel happy. Ecstatic even.

Maybe I've got to the point of a seasoned teacher that realizes the summer will be all too short... especially when I'm spending almost half of it in England.

Not that I'm complaining. Now that I'm excited about.

Earthquakes, Instant Messaging and Cat Puke

So I get out of bed this morning, grab some banana bread and sit down at my computer. Thought maybe I'd get some actually writing done. Then I got interrupted... by Act of God. Doesn't happen very often.

I debated about moving over to the doorway, as I could tell it was just a little roller, big enough to catch my attention, but not big enough for any damage. I went online and reported it on the USGS website, and found out it was a 5.6 near Anza... that's about 150 miles away from here. (Yeah, I looked it up on the map. Had no idea where it was before.)

The second interruption was an email from Clare, so I decided to go onto Yahoo Messenger and chat with her... which I'm still doing. So much for my resolution to finish my book before hopping off to England.

I tried to call Mel, but both of her phones were busy. A bit later I called and she explained she couldn't join Clare and I in our chat because her new cat had received vaccinations yesterday, and last night had puked in their bed, while they were still in it.

She's been cleaning all morning.

One word: Ewwwwwww.

Finals are Here!

It's still a little surreal... but I only have to sit through another 2 hours of each one of my classes before I'm free for a whole summer!

I'm afraid summer is going to go by waaaay too quickly.

What with 26 days in England and all that.

I had my last novel writing class last night. I think I finally convinced my prof to read Chris Baty's book. I'm going to miss some of the stories that I've been reading for a year, especially this guy named Scott. He's cool and really talented... and I told him to send me an email when he gets published because somebody would have to be an idiot not to pick up his story. It's a high tech thriller set in the Silicon Valley. Scott's got a habit of writing these really horrible people that you just love!

Anyway, I'm over at the rents catching up on laundry and getting a free dinner out of the deal.

Lizzie's in Landscatter to attend her sister and brother's AA College graduation.