I did a stoopid thing last night--I waited until 11:45 pm to start my laundry, which meant that I didn't finish with it until almost 3:00. Then I woke up at 7:30 to work at the bookstore. At least they were quite slow today (surprisingly enough, and it was deader than dead yesterday apparently, so they're going to be way behind plan for the week), so they sent me home after only half of my 8-hour shift.
But, I'm at my other job instead, because I was even stoopider earlier this week and blew off a project that has to be done by the beginning of the day Tuesday until Friday afternoon, and of course, I'm nowhere near done with it. So, I'll be here for probably five hours, finishing typing up the unemployment insurance regulations for Mississippi.
Yay?
where did I put my cellphone?
Have someone call it, msbelle to see if it's in the apartment and not at the office.
Winter storm warning with a possible 6-12 inches of snow tomorrow. Where's that fucking groundhog? I'd like to kill him.
yeah, I already tried that, it is dead.
But I did find it. The suit jacket I wore on Tuesday.
Glad you found it, msbelle. Coat pockets are usually a good spot for finding them.
I feel your pain, Cashmere. We actually have a "winter blizzard" warning for tomorrow. The hell?
Went out to lunch with my former boss. Had grilled shrimp at Joe's Crab Shack. Am now breaking out into hives all over my face.
Not fun.
Oh, dear. Do you have Benadryl?
I now have chicken noodle soup, Tylenol Sinus, Propel fitness water, and that Dannon Activia stuff. I am hoping this will all make me feel better. Am in the corner with the sickies.
Am gonna watch Supernatural now, think.
The nice thing about the sickie corner is that we can use our miasmic germ cloud like the "no boys allowed" sign on the ol' treehouse. If the treehouse had weapons of mass destruction.
the rug in my bedroom was officially nasty with cat hair. it has been brushed and now for reals I can vacuum.
