Nigel Incubator-Jones

9:47am: Hurray!
I have very, very good news.

My calculus professor responded to my request for my final grade. I was hoping for an A minus in the course, but apparently, I have an A! A nice, solid A! What is more, Dr. Foote told me that it was nice having me in class. He wished me all the best in my medical career and offered to help me out in any way, including writing a letter of recommendation. I wrote back to him and told him just what a great professor he is-and let him know that he is one of my favorites. *Sigh.* This was just the news that I needed to boost my confidence.

8:03pm: Hair has been fixed.
Well, the new stylist did a very nice job on my hair. It is quite, quite short, but not so short as to be boyish. Although I do prefer longer hair, I might just like this new style, at least until it grows out. There are still curls, and there are no more horrible layers. What is more, I now have a regular hairdresser. On top of that, she has an adorable little dog named "Susie," who sits around the salon and charms waiting clients.