That sucks, Aimee. I thought it had cleared up already.
I got to the airport just in time to be that superannoying person who gets on right as the doors are closing of the flight before mine, so I am back in LA, a couple of hours early, which is good because I think it's bed time soon.
Ack! Poor Emma.
Also, auughh! Stupid taxes. After paying for the TurboTax thing, I found a site that looks to have free federal
and
state filing. Goddammit. Bye bye, thirty bucks. Also, I made a mistake on my state return which cost me about twenty bucks. But I think I can file an amended dealie. Stupid Michigan won't let me pay electronically, either, so I have to send a check tomorrow. I think that's how it works.
Ok -
NOT
ringworm. Bad patch of eczema.
Oh good, Aimee, I'm glad.
Also,
TICKYBOX!
TICKYBOX!!
I would like to give a special mention to Joe for bleaching the shit out ofthe house while we were at yon Doctors office.
Yay, Joe. Yay, NOT ringworm!
Ticky Box!
Woohoo for not ringworm!
Grr for stupid grant application that my client and I probably have an equal share in not getting done till the last minute. As in, it has to be postmarked tomorrow. I
did
send him the draft on Sunday, and I
did
outline carefully all the places where I need more info from him. But I know damn well he's busy and the artist-to-English translation process takes too long anyway. But still, I ask fairly simple questions, I really do. And I get vague to nonexistent answers. v. frustrating.
Yay for not!ringworm! Boo for eczema!
Buffistas on the net, pretty amazing. Buffistas in person, too wonderful for words.
So you had fun, Cashmere? Dinner was good?