Holy crap

I'm going to London.
No, I haven't bought the ticket yet, I'm still looking at prices.
But, IF I get the stupid application and picture done within the next week.
I'm going to FREAKING LONDON!
This is MUCH bigger than going to DC by myself, lets face it, Spud and Melinda were there if something went SERIOUSLY wrong, Lou was an hour away, at most, and I knew the Cruxshadows and Bella Morte and Voltaire enough to approach all of them (and did, asking Bn to walk me home Saturday night.)

I need to get on a London mailing list.
I need to get a calling card to call Jonathan, whom I just emailed.
I need to make nice with some people, so I can meet new people, and go out when J or F are busy, I need a British Museum buddy, and someone to take me to the Tower of London.

I'm GOING TO LONDON PEOPLE!
*BOING*

(this will suck if something happens. I'm convinced I'm going, I can't wait, and I'm way too excited to sleep now.)

Maybe I'll meet a naugty British boy, and then CB will be SOL (shit outta luck!)

It's official

I'm procrastinating.
The only thing motivating me into leaving the house is that the moms stayed home from work, so anything I'd attempt to get done will be interrupted, ad infinitum.

Plus, I'm due at a client, and there's a CHECK waiting for me. Now I SHOULD make my car payment before buying the London ticket, but I should be able to do both *boing* also the payment isn't due until the 27th. I could wait until next week before making the payment. I'll be SO excited once I'm done, I had to extend terms to lower the payment to something I could afford, and almost couldn't do that once. But it's all over in May, possibly earlier if I double and triple up on the payments. I'm thinking I'm going to pay it off in February, which is typically when the money starts piling up, thanks to my lack of life, and catching up on Xmas bills.

And speaking of that, the Season looks tough. Not money wise, time wise. I have my clients who need attention (tangent - CB says that makes me sound like a high priced hooker. *grin* I told him I'd bend my rules and give him a freebie anytime. He gave me his enigmatic grin with eyebrows raised. I'm sorry, how is THAT not something I should be responding to?) I have a CPA who wants at LEAST two full days a week, preferably three, and the other, whom I was going to give up except for occasional clients wants me to stay at least one day a week. I estimate I need to increase my week by about 3 days to make things work *sigh* Tonight, after work, I sit down and plan out my season, what days I NEED to reserve for clients, what days I have open and when to do certain stuff. I said to my boss that I needed to know, even though she didn't want to think about it, so I can start weaning my clients *shut UP CB!* onto a new schedule if necessary. She said "Hey, that's a good idea." I said "Yes I have them occasionally." I can say this, there will be MONEY involved. Plus I need to schedule some time for myself, for bookkeeping and such. I have to get things cleaned out by December, or else they are going to wait again, and I'd like to have some money set aside to pay taxes, and bills and such. So I need, MUST power Ebay. I think tonight shall also be Picture taking evening. We'll see how late I work, and I'm probably working uber late, like 8 or 9. I should stop at the store and get foodage supplies.

Rattle rattle rattle. That's all I hear in my head these days. I feel like I'm barrelling forward nonstop, unable to pause. I'm hiding most of this weekend, after work anyway. I just can't do it this weekend. I know I've been putting off some hanging out time, but I need to take these evenings for myself. Skipping Hell tonight, not in the ManRay mood, and I want to be at the client reasonably early tomorrow, and I'd rather put my feet up tomorrow and watch Yu-Yu Hakusho, and Inuasha. And MAYBE, just Maybe, I'll hear from Das Coat, and have him over to relax, or walk on the beach. I have so many things I want to show him, do with him (and to him. *blushes* I had VERY NAUGHTY thoughts last night)

Bleh. Should get dressed, get going. Need to do some stuff, and I should print that stupid application, but I may do it at work, so I can have it laser printed instead of the crappy bubblejet I'm using. The next thing I spend lots of money on is a laser printer, or a better inkjet style. I need something that isn't going to crap out during the Season.

Ok, babbling over. Working soon. I *heart* everyone of my friends today, for being understanding, for being supportive, and pretty much helping to contribute to my general feeling of wellbeing, last Sunday's fubar not withstanding (I remember where the glitches are, dancer and kazama) I pretty much feel, whole. My biggest problems are the lack of Coat attention, and whether or not I can do London in style. That's pretty spiffy, I think. Even if I haven't been in touch with you lately, don't think you haven't been on my mind. *HUGS*

Sunnuvabeyatch

"Hey,
Sorry I have been nowhere lately. I am not ignoring you (at least not on purpose) and I am not mad at you for any reason. I'll be fairly scarce for the rest of this month (still doing the studying thing). I hope you have been having more fun than me. Perhaps I will be able to take a manray break next week.
Ok, I now return to my self inflected pain that is my job."

*grumbles* I don't LIKE it I tell you. OK, priorities. Got it. It's coming back to how much I'm willing to bend to be with him, and how much he doesn't care! *sigh* I'm just frustrated. I know what I want and I can see how good it could be. And he's not going with the fucking program!

*sigh* You know, if I had two brain cells that spoke to one another, I'd be dangerous. I'm doing the "beating on a wall" thing, railing at what is unchangeable, in typical arrogant Leo fashion. Damn you wall (or CB) YOU WILL bow to me, or else. Or else what? Hmmm. Or else I'll SHOUT AT YOU again! AHA!

Picture me, a lioness, pacing the walls of a cage, ocaasionally taking swipes at the foolish boy (CB) who is poking me with a (proverbial) stick, hoping he'll get close enough to skewer. That's my current attitude. And it's why I'm ranting, constantly.

Having more fun than him. *snort* Certainly not after what I did to myself last night *shudder* I mean, really, what the hell is the use of an overactive imagination, especially one loaded with erotic thoughts, whe you can't put said thoughts into practice? I swear, if I ever get him into bed, he'd better be prepared to not leave it for a week!

I feel bad for him tho, and seriously, if I knew him better (and can't get to know him without TIME which he isn't giving me) I'd go over there and drag his sorry ass out, throw him into my car and make for the border!