There is very little hope in explaining the last couple of days... I'll try eventually, but I'm so tired. In brief, this is my last few days:
So.. yeah. I'm not dead or anything. But curse the telephone company. Curse it!! Wow... it's really Tuesday. My shirt will come in the mail today or tomorrow (yay!) if the post doesn't hate me for all the bizarre things coming to my house (boo!). I need to sleep more, really I do.
- Cry-Baby, Fear and Loathing, and Donnie Brasco (the Johnny Depp marathon continues)
- A very long Saturday at work, storms, power-outages at the theatre, and lots of flooding
- Boring Sunday, no telephones because SVC is demented or something
- Monday: Called in to work at ten to come in at noon, still no phone. Buy loud sheets for dorm. Dad loses his glasses in the collander, is late for work, breaks his motorcyle, which brings us to:
- Today - Drive to Cleveland at 7-freaking-o'clock in the morning to pick up dad. Get only 5 hours of sleep. Be tired. Have to look for a bathing suit.
So.. yeah. I'm not dead or anything. But curse the telephone company. Curse it!! Wow... it's really Tuesday. My shirt will come in the mail today or tomorrow (yay!) if the post doesn't hate me for all the bizarre things coming to my house (boo!). I need to sleep more, really I do.