But I left my cell in the car.

borrow someone's phone and text yourself. Then, when you get in the car, you'll have a text message and feel loved. Of course, if this was my strategy, the text message to myself would say something like "If you're reading this, then you're a dumbass that forgot to bring ____ so that you can mail it. *sigh* I try so hard. Love, your brain"

I am also the person that will walk out of my office with an envelope in my hand to put in the mailbox that I walk by on the way to the car, and be reaching for the door handle of the car and realize that it's still in my hand.

Very cool dome made out of hula hoops

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I am also the person that will walk out of my office with an envelope in my hand to put in the mailbox that I walk by on the way to the car, and be reaching for the door handle of the car and realize that it's still in my hand.

I have totally done that. And the other day, i was all "Must mail my background check info!" And looked up the address, and found an envelope, and addressed it, and put a stamp on, and left the house...only to remember that you need to put the actual thing you're mailing in the envelope, too...

Hey, what ever happened with that drug screen?

I want to be where the people are

If everything goes well tonight, we'll post a video of Emeline singing this.

OH! you all remind me - MUST remember to mail tax stuff back to CPA so he can mail them and I can haz mai munny!

Oh and I should return some library books tonight. good call.

now to leave work.

I had to change the @(&$! ribbon on the stupid thermal DVD labeller. I've got thermally adhered black (and cyan and yellow and magenta!) smudges all over my hands. And I had to go climbing on tables because the only person tall enough to do that is 6'5" and telecommuting and I am very not. Either. Grr.

I need to mail my state taxes, for which I owe money (fucking university fucked up my withholding even though I TOLD them I'd moved),but I can't find my motherfucking checks. I remember putting them on the bookshelf, and I remember thinking "oh, I should move those to a safe place", but the checks are not IN any of the safe places I can think of ARGH. And I have to send in the form with the check, so I can't just do an electronic one.

Aaand I just discovered both my shoes need restitching in the same place.

Oh good, Kat. Now I have a good reason to see you soon. Too bad I won't be able to take the camera to NO, but I'm guessing others will make up for my mistake.

Tutus are easy, Franny even made one herself.

We made the sugar cookies. Egad, too tasty. I have two little sugarbomb babies on my hands.

I have to go run afternoon errands, like picking up my meds and getting some extra cash. And then pack, I must pack.