Much has happened.

Midterms were a couple weeks ago.

I am learning many things at work. Kim seems to be pressing her luck by demanding documentation on my disability. I spoke with Jeffrey in Disabilities, and he printed off a few things from the Charter of Human Rights. I shall have the appropriate sections highlighted and ready to hand over should she press the issue. She wanted me to give them to her the next time I was in to work, but only Liz was on duty last night. Strange, eh? Perhaps, since it'll be another week before I'm in again, she will have forgotten the whole thing.

I moved out of my mom's place for the most part. I've made about three trips back already, as it is highly convenient for me to go here when I finish work late, or when I need to leave early. On the other hand, it is quite close to the school, so should I need to return home for something, or to sleep during a spare, I will be comfortable.

Church takes longer to travel to, just over an hour. Last week wasn't so bad-- after hanging out at Square One with some Christians, one of them offered to drive me all the way home. I would have been content to be dropped off at Kipling station. The 191 or the 46 would take me straight home. And there isn't much difference with the length of the commute on either route.

We have about 5 weeks before the semester is over. I got a wide range of marks back from the first half of the semester. I am pleased with 4 As, and about 2 Bs. I have a D that shall be removed from the transcript as I will have the subject dropped. I'll just take it again at a later date. I'd rather redo it than have my GPA dragged down. And Craig has been suggesting that I reduce my course load to make it easier on myself. I definitely agree there.

I'm not sure whether I want to drop the course I got a 60 in, as I am not looking forward to doing the painting assignments over. Hopefully, I will be able to improve upon my mark with the remainder of the lectures.

I also have plans to go out to the cemetary where Keith is buried. I haven't been since they day he was laid to rest, and I'm becoming increasingly preoccupied with that fact.

Today, I had brunch with Dad. Mom found the marriage certificate that he's asked for. Seems like he wants to do something nice for us. I have a few theories as to his change of heart. Unfortunately, I'm quite cynical about his new attitude. Hopefully, I'm actually wrong on this one, but *shrug* we might never know what he's really thinking. Right now, he's living on his own, having left the other woman to raise two young boys by herself. History repeats itself, I guess.

It's been a month since Sunny's been around home. Mom doesn't miss him that much (I think), but she's also upset that she's paying rent for a 3-bedroom apartment, when it's just her living here on a regular basis. She's contemplating moving, but wonders what to do with all the stuff we have here. Perhaps I can convince her to move out my way, and we'll share a place again. We'll see.

Anyhoo, gotta split-- things to do.