Hrmmmm

Thanks to yesterday sucking beyond tenfold, I've decided to play hooky today as well.

- I have to call client, make sure both bank statements are in. If they are, I'm off to there to complete the recs. This will take me an hour, and I'll probably bill them in a month, so it behooves me to do so. All set there, I'm off as soon as I'm dressed.

- I have to call the daughter of CPA #2, and find out if there's anything important that REQUIRES my attention TODAY. If there's something hot, but not that hot, I'd rather give up my Sunday than today. This might also require speaking to CPA #2, but when I say "C, I'm VERY tired, my throat is sore, and it's windy today" she'll ask me not to go. Ended up calling the CPA. SHE thought I was still in England. I'm not going in today, and she was shocked I'd even think so.

- Barring anything hot, I then come back here for lunch, and laundry. While Laundry is cooking, I'll be posting my last thoughts on England, as they're racing around my head, and need to be dumped before they hurt someone. *grins*

- I wasn't too fond of Ethernaut when I first got it (the new Cruxshadows album for those who don't know) but it's decidedly growing on me, particularly "Cassandra." It was magical to watch HIM sing and perform this song. It's pretty much on loop these days. I can't wait for Chris to play it in the club, and watch dancer dance to it, I think the beat will appeal to her.

- Speaking of Chris, I believe I'm going to ManRay tonight. That's one of the reasons I need to do laundry - I have to dig out the new skirt and see if I want to wear it. It IS Spectacular, and I haven't worn it yet. Except it's WAY SHORT in the front, and with all the wind and cold, I'm thinking it MIGHT NOT be a good idea, but if I fear that, then it won't get worn til Spring. And we can't have that.

I need to drop some emails before leaving, so I'm off.

Mother effer

Open letter to the STUPID BITCH who just hit my car

Hi,
When my CAR'S ALARM goes off right in front of my window, I can rush out there pretty quick.
So, when I get out there, prove that the alarm has gone off (by the way my car honks as I unlock it, to tell me it's been disturbed) and look around, and the ONLY THING I SEE is you going into the house, and YOUR CAR parked AS FAR AWAY from mine as it can get and still be in front of the house, I'm pretty sure you hit me. ESPECIALLY, when I turn around and say "BITCH YOU HIT MY CAR!?!?!" you turn around and WAIT FOR ME so you can say (and please forgive me, my other racial friends) "I din hit yo Cah!" Be warned I will call you every name in the book, and I WILL be calling the management company (not that THEY are any good, mind you) AND I think it's about time I wrote that nasty note to put up. Now, I realize I'm not exactly parked legally at the moment (in front of the house isn't really kosher) BUT this has happened out back in the lot, when I HAVE been parked legally.

I'm sick and tired of people who have been here all of a MONTH thinking they have more rights than those of us who have been here for years. I'm not saying I'm better, I'm saying they most definitely are NOT!

Thank you, drive through.

In other news

I'm going out tonight.
I have a life.
See *points* there it is, over there.
I'm afraid of wearing the new skirt, but *shrug* so be it.

Wheee for a life!