The image of the golf cart plummeting past the cliff face onto the wave-swept rocks below *needs* to be in a movie.
A rewrite of Thelma and Louise, perhaps?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The image of the golf cart plummeting past the cliff face onto the wave-swept rocks below *needs* to be in a movie.
A rewrite of Thelma and Louise, perhaps?
OH THANK GOD. It's finally nearly the time when I can leave.
And in related news, this.
Mrph.
I'm coming to the conclusion that the only way I can get actual info from my complex mgmt is by showing up in person. Which is dreadfully inconvenient.
Though I did get a "and it's about damned time they replaced it" from Trish, who dealt with me last year.
But still, if you say you'll call, fucking DO IT.
I had the joy today of sending a very non-passive-aggressive, non-defensive "hey, very hot important guy, sorry I keep being such a fuck-up" letter. Or email, anyway.
Gee, that sounds fun, brenda.
OH THANK GOD. It's finally nearly the time when I can leave.
Jesse is me.
Someone needs to remind me that it is a bad idea to throw seventh-grade study hall student out the window one by one until the rest get a clue that they need to STFU.
Oh Brenda. Yikes.
Timelies all!
Meh. I managed to slice my finger with a razor blade at work today. Luckily, the day got better after that.(It would have had to, right?0
I spent a significant amount of time today sitting out on my patio, reading. Tomorrow will be all frantically packing and traveling.
Today was meeting after meeting, and sadly they expect me to be both productive and informed these days. The honeymoon is over.
Now to PT.