Humbering

"CHAPTER 8: The title of this chapter is so ALARMING I've decided not to include it"

Tired. I seem to be super tired lately. Maybe I'll get some sleep tomorrow night. Justin is at Trevors' for another poker night so perhaps I'll be able to sleep. Actually, scratch that. I'll just be worried about him and I won't be able to sleep at all. The last time he went he got sick from a combination of eating too much and drinking too much and other stuff like that.

Gonna go look at the Humber website to see if I need a portfolio for them. Probably not, but I need two letters of recommendation, I know that. I'll ask Bertucci and . . . . hmmm. Gotta figure out the other person. Maybe Jacquie. Or Dovigs. If I see Bertucci I'll ask him today. But I don't think I will see him. Meh.

Gotta take a picture of a road for my title page. I'd rather have a picture that has leaves on the trees but unfortunately it's way too late for that. Pity.

So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought that she bade me return.