You'd think this week would finally be over

So, I feel like my first week is finally over, but it's not. I have to post on beachboard by tomorrow at three. Funny thing is that two of the books I need to read are unavailable at the bookstore, Aida's, or Barnes and Noble or Borders. Strike 1. Strike 2, I haven't been added to the class yet so I'm not on beachboard. I can't read and respond to posts, and I can't post my own. Strike 3, someone didn't pay the electrical bill. I have battery saved up on my laptop, so I sent Dr. Comfort and email. I've been reading by candle light and not eating so that the cold air stays in the fridge. It's way harder reading by candle light than it looks. I can go somewhere, but they I won't get any calls to tell me if people are getting together to read and post, and I got a maybe-you'll-get-that-call message from Kyle.

Blech. So hopefully Dr. Comfort emails me back. Aside from that, things are good. One of my classes is boring, there's one that I don't like the teacher for, there's one that's super interesting that I love love love and is getting less depressing, and then there's this one- really good but seems to be impossible. How many more ways can I be set up to fail? I've written my nonfiction, a draft anyway, really short, and I'm getting nervous about showing it. I have no idea but time for fiction, and my reading is good. Good but hard semester. I feel better about this one than the last one. And I like Zepeda. How about that? He's more invested in the MFA class than he was in the undergrad class, and he had good comments.