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obliviousally_ljThis morning was awful.
I woke up ten minutes before I had to leave for work. This caused me to be cranky and groggy.
I left my keys AND my wallet at home in one of my shopping bags (those cool Green Bags that Target carries, actually). This sucked twofold because my keychain have my work locker key on it and I keep my red shirt in my work locker so I don't, y'know, FORGET IT. Ugh. And I was hoping to get a drink on lunch with the dollar or two I have left on my debit card, but that was fucked over by leaving my wallet.
So, I was without caffiene all morning. Seriously. It was awful. I was barely awake at all.
Then, when I finally got out of work around 11AM, I couldn't get ahold of anyone who had enough gas to come and get me. TJ only had enough gas in the car to get TO the mall. Not to and back. I half considered walking home. I had to play phone tag and wake people (read: Karen and Al) up who've TOLD ME to call them if I need a ride. THEN I had to wait until 2PM for anyone to show up.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
I wish the buses still ran. That wouldn't have helped me today, being absolutely broke, but it would help in the future. But they don't.
Then, I came home, ate and crashed out hardcore. Me and TJ are on, like, completely seperate sleep schedules now, it seems. Which kinda sucks.
In other news, I'm not sure if we're doing the ren faire this weekend. We may wait and see how money is next paycheck, as it falls on the last faire weekend. I want to be able to justify almost $20 a person plus food and goodies, but I don't think I can. Instead, we'll probably go to the Greek festival for gyros and yums and possibly to the zoo, since we need to trek out to the one pet store in Stow for some things.
So...we'll see, I guess.
Also, commissions are being worked on slowly. I'm very apathetic lately and I know I shouldn't use that as an excuse to avoid doing work I've been paid for but I hate to half ass my art and stuff and I don't want to give a piss poor product, y'know?
Aaaaand. My feet hurt so bad. I walked all the way over to Parkman the other day, then walked all morning at work and walked all over the mall today. Ugh.
I woke up ten minutes before I had to leave for work. This caused me to be cranky and groggy.
I left my keys AND my wallet at home in one of my shopping bags (those cool Green Bags that Target carries, actually). This sucked twofold because my keychain have my work locker key on it and I keep my red shirt in my work locker so I don't, y'know, FORGET IT. Ugh. And I was hoping to get a drink on lunch with the dollar or two I have left on my debit card, but that was fucked over by leaving my wallet.
So, I was without caffiene all morning. Seriously. It was awful. I was barely awake at all.
Then, when I finally got out of work around 11AM, I couldn't get ahold of anyone who had enough gas to come and get me. TJ only had enough gas in the car to get TO the mall. Not to and back. I half considered walking home. I had to play phone tag and wake people (read: Karen and Al) up who've TOLD ME to call them if I need a ride. THEN I had to wait until 2PM for anyone to show up.
Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
I wish the buses still ran. That wouldn't have helped me today, being absolutely broke, but it would help in the future. But they don't.
Then, I came home, ate and crashed out hardcore. Me and TJ are on, like, completely seperate sleep schedules now, it seems. Which kinda sucks.
In other news, I'm not sure if we're doing the ren faire this weekend. We may wait and see how money is next paycheck, as it falls on the last faire weekend. I want to be able to justify almost $20 a person plus food and goodies, but I don't think I can. Instead, we'll probably go to the Greek festival for gyros and yums and possibly to the zoo, since we need to trek out to the one pet store in Stow for some things.
So...we'll see, I guess.
Also, commissions are being worked on slowly. I'm very apathetic lately and I know I shouldn't use that as an excuse to avoid doing work I've been paid for but I hate to half ass my art and stuff and I don't want to give a piss poor product, y'know?
Aaaaand. My feet hurt so bad. I walked all the way over to Parkman the other day, then walked all morning at work and walked all over the mall today. Ugh.
