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Dear Montgomery College,

Congratulations! You have been selected to be admitted in this year's "Giselle's Hit List"! Your counseling department has been known to be horrible in the past, and we know that you will make an excellent contribution to our organization. We look forward to more difficulties from you in the future.

Sincerely,
An EXTREMELY pissed off former student

So I went there this morning to settle the paper work to get my AA. I went to the counseling office to get that paper, and I filled it out. I asked a person behind the desk where to take it, and she told me to go to student services. I wait a half an hour in line, and when I finally get to see someone, the lady tells me that I was supposed to meet with a counselor first to get a signature. What.the.hell. I walk back over to the counseling office, and I wait an hour to be seen. I contemplated leaving. If I had known how the meeting would end up, I would have. I wait the hour, getting more and more impatient. I meet with this unpleasant woman, who starts arguing with me about the class I'm trying to substitute. I was told before I left MC that I needed to fill out one of those sheets, and just take the math class at Towson. Upon completion, I come back and turn the sheet in. I also explained in the beginning that I no longer attend MC, but I am currently at Towson. She pulls up my records and exclaims, "You weren't even registered for this semester!" Um...no shit. I just told you that. The lady kept arguing that I took the wrong class at Towson. I had to take some prerequisite class that was non credit at MC. I took it already and completed it. Next I would've needed a math 100 course. I took that at Towson. But there was still a problem (aparently). From what she told me, I needed to take a math 91 course at Towson. That doesn't make ANY sense when all I was missing was a math 100 course to get my AA! Basically she was just arguing that Towson is wrong, and they're right. Screw it! If she's going to give me all this trouble, then I don't need the AA. The counseling service has always been terrible, but never this bad. I wasn't too pleased with the way things were worked out, especially having to argue.

Before that fiasco, I went to the post office to mail some stuff. The postal worker behind the counter was awesome. I told her to mail out some documents with regular mail, but she whispered that I don't want that. She pulled up the info on the credit keypad, and showed me how much cheaper first class mail was. She told me legally they're not allowed to tell the customers what they "want", but she told me that if I continued with regular mail, they would've charged me $5, instead of the $2. I came home, and ran another errand with Maxx. I had to go get some info about his insurance; he only has one more payment for the year, but I needed to inquire about 2010. I spent a good half hour in Petsmart with him, talking to some other dachsie owners. One girl asked where I got his harness, and I told her to go to Rehoboth Beach. There's a great pet store there that sells harness' suitable for dachshunds. He got lots of attention from customers and employees. We came home, and I crashed after a long morning. I woke up to some show about cool offices across the country. I found the place I want to work for, for the graphic design part of my career. It's a place called "Wonderland"....something. They're location in the heart of NYC. I remember that they design websites for major companies like NBC. The office is a trip, and I could totally see myself working there.

I just blew off Jose's bbq; I already told him last night that I don't think I'm going to make it. The room still looks like a typhoon of art blew through. Plus this morning's outings wore me out. So now I have a Maxx on my bed, chewing up the baby head I cut off for the Marisol Escobar project. I need to get cracking on the room.