The tree is gone.

They cut down the tree.

There was a tree Cliff used to park in, in Lot 3. When he stopped going to CCM, I made it my business to park in the tree. In part because most people don’t want to park in a tree. Guaranteed parking spot, most of the time. Even if it is a long walk up from there.

And now it is gone. I saw the area roped off yesterday, but I wasn’t expecting this. I didn’t even get to say goodbye.

I’m feeling like there’s always things I’m forgetting to do. My home printer is being inoperative, and I seriously didn’t have time to tech support myself this morning. Library now has partial printing capacity. I was very perplexed by the password prompt, not realizing you’re supposed to input your OWN job password. I just assumed you had to ask permission to print or something. Silly me.

I’ll be missing today’s chem lecture so I can attend a CPR orientation. I hate online classes. I think I have everything I need. Course syllabus (7 pages printed on one sheet of paper – I rule), the contact information sheet, and a copy of my ID. Doto isn’t going to catch me flat-footed this time. I haven’t bought my books for CPR or the first aid course. I’m stubborn.

Our chem prof likes to have quizzes every week in recitation. Works for me, I like them. Lets me be fully convinced of how badly I’m spanking the course without even trying. Ha ha. Pie, easy as, it is.

I think I’ll do some minor micturition to calm my nerves.