Just so much ugh. Sis says that they had to take her out of a performance at half-time last season and have police escort her home because somebody saw the ex in the audience.
My sister's still sounding kind of shell-shocked - she talked to her at 10:30 Sat night after the concert, maybe an hour before this all happened. Says she was one of the most liked people in the orchestra, and in fact Sis had her lined up to chauffeur one of the visiting artists to the airport the next day, which made for a touchy phone call Sunday morning.
That's horrid, brenda.
I'm getting my new futon tomorrow. Which means I need to break down the old one tonight. After cleaning.
That's so horrible, brenda.
I never fail to be shocked by people who want to do violence to someone so much that they don't think or care about the consequences.
Oh Brenda, how awful and scary.
I just bought a dress for the F2F from that same designer. Really pretty stuff.
God, Brenda, that's awful.
I got all my nails done, which took forever -- they had their normal Monday morning staffing of not enough people for a holiday. Then took a nice long walk, went to the grocery store, and now am home. Phew.
Also, I overheard a hilarious conversation between two guys discussing where the best place in the city is, if you want to see some freaks.
Well, where IS the best place to see some freaks? Though, it does make me wonder what SORT of freaks? I mean, what kind of "freaks" did they want to see/were they talking about?
Thank goodness, my neighbor finally came and moved his laundry. He was like "it would've been OK if you put my stuff in the dryer!" but I was like "Yeah, but i was worried if I did that, you'd eventually come by and start the dryer later...and then it would be even LATER before I could put my stuff in the dryer!" so I guilt tripped him a little. Should all be good now, it's in the dryer and I have permission to throw it in his laundry basket if he doesn't come get it out on time.
I don't want to pack. And the woman I'm supposed to be meeting didn't send me directions like she was supposed to. It's a big campus. I have no idea which building or where in what building I am supposed to be meeting her. GRRRR.
Though, it does make me wonder what SORT of freaks? I mean, what kind of "freaks" did they want to see/were they talking about?
Yeah, I don't know about that. One was arguing for downtown -- Fulton Street, Broadway/Lafayette, and the other one was saying uptown, 149th St.
