Jesus… yes, I said Jesus. I’m starting this post off on a spiritual manner. Why? No idea. Jesus was the first word that popped into my head as I started to type.

Well, the main newsroom is completely packed up and labeled as you can see by the picture on the right. I took it with my cell phone as I was sitting at Lee’s desk today working on my homework. IT came and got the server to keep while we move. I have to finish packing up the morgue, which is where we keep all the old newspapers, and then everything should be set. The main offices in the building, which is Student Life where I work and Dean of Students, will move Monday and the newspaper and radio follow… which could be Wednesday. I didn’t pack as much stuff today, just did some odd and end stuff the five hours that I did work, then went to class.

I decided against the other class I was going to take and I’m taking Algebra instead. Yes, I’m a senior and have not fully taken it yet. My teacher is foriegn, but I can understand his accent and he seems really nice and understanding. I did my homework and I understand the stuff we went over today so that’s a plus.

I know I’ve been MIA this week here, over at MC, everywhere…. I want to write on LTA so badly but I don’t have time or the energy. I was at the office until almost eight last night packing up stuff in the morgue and I’ll be there tomorrow also since I don’t have class on Friday and don’t have any homework that I have to do right then. My class is a MTWT class, four days a week.

Other than that, I’ve got my entire staff for the newspaper picked out. I have to email a few this weekend to tell them their positions and if their okay with that. A few may get mad, and it sucks because when you’re the boss and your friends are under you and you have to promote them or not promote them, it’s weird. I know I have to do what’s best for the paper and I think this is for the best. I really do.

Okay, it’s 10:32… I’m going to go eat a piece of chocholate cake my mom made and head to bed. Work at 9:30… class at 2:20 and digging in newspapers as old as I am… forever.