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So, I took today off to run the dozen errands or so that have been piling up. I mean, sure every other day this week while I was stuck at work was sunny and today there are raindrops the size of my head, but no biggie! So, I get through the first couple and then drop in to get my hair cut. However, since I frequent places that do not accept appointments, the girl tells me that she can't take me, but the other girl who works in an hour and a half can. No problemo. I go run two more errands (including dealing with the least impressive Borders staff EVAR) and come back with a few minutes to spare. After waiting a bit, the girl comes and tells me that the other girl is running late and may in fact not show up at all since this is her last day. The girl is swamped and can't guarantee a time for me, so I leave. I go down to the Super Cuts where they tell me the wait is 45 minutes. What the fucking shit, people? It's 11:30 on a Friday morning?!
So, I say fuck it for now and go to AT&T to see about FINALLY switching my land line to a cell #. Only, the lady tells me I can't unless I bump up my monthly plan, thereby insuring I will only save a few dollars a month instead of the $30 I was hoping for. So, that cut it. By now I was hungry and grumpy and terrified to take my brakes to be checked because although it sounds retarded, I am a BIG believer in luck and signs and something was telling me that whatever the brake dude had to say wasn't going to improve my day.
So, I came home, ate, decided to take a nap, slept 2.5 hours, and drooled in my hair that no one will cut. Oh yeah, and the second I stepped into the house, the sun came out. Fuck you, sun! Too little, too late you assy ball of gassy!
My head hurts and I think I might possibly have JP's flu. ;__;
So, I say fuck it for now and go to AT&T to see about FINALLY switching my land line to a cell #. Only, the lady tells me I can't unless I bump up my monthly plan, thereby insuring I will only save a few dollars a month instead of the $30 I was hoping for. So, that cut it. By now I was hungry and grumpy and terrified to take my brakes to be checked because although it sounds retarded, I am a BIG believer in luck and signs and something was telling me that whatever the brake dude had to say wasn't going to improve my day.
So, I came home, ate, decided to take a nap, slept 2.5 hours, and drooled in my hair that no one will cut. Oh yeah, and the second I stepped into the house, the sun came out. Fuck you, sun! Too little, too late you assy ball of gassy!
My head hurts and I think I might possibly have JP's flu. ;__;
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Date: 2010-04-02 10:26 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-04-02 11:30 pm (UTC)From:Sounds like a good time to curl up in jammies and veg in front of the tv. *hugs*