Cute

I want to pay my Wireless bill. I actually want to pay it - I got a nice phat check from today's client, it's alrwady in process in my bank, and I'd like to set up all my transfers so I know exactly what I have left. I actually want to get all my bills out of the way, so I can have the even phatter check that's coming to me later in the week go right to paying off both credit cards (not a huge problem, I don't have that much credit outstanding) then putting front brakes on the car, along with the tune up I've been promising it, then planning that trip I'm promising Laura, along with potentially buying Lou a digital camera for his wedding gift (that's a BIG maybe, I'd rather see what they get then provide a gift, or give them money to buy what they want.)

So I have ALL that pending. And I just want to set up a payment for my phone bill.

They can't see my current balance. So I can't pay it. Frigging nice. Yes I can do it in the morning. It's the principle of the thing. I get the minute to do it now, and I can't.

I think I'm going to go curl up in bed, and plan out my schedule for the next three weeks. Excuse me, tentative schedule, since my Cape boss is sure to eff things up.

*addendum* Well fuck them. *grins* Thanks to not being able to schedule that one, I've decided to pay one of my credit card bills instead. I still COULD pay the wireless bill, but it leaves me a bit short before payday Thursday or Friday, so I'm going to wait on it til I get my check. Yay for procrastination! Honestly, the only good thing about the way I get paid, is that it goes along with my payment style. It works for me to have all my money close together, once a month. I'd like to save up about a month or two worth of bill payments, so that I pay my bills on time, and dont' have to worry about someone forgetting a check (life works differently when you contract.)

By the way

Wolfsheim, was really really great.
Like Chris said "They were exactly what I expected - two German computer geeks, with keyboards."
I knew more songs than I thought, and not just "Once in a Lifetime" which porr KA wanted to hear very badly. And they played *duh* last.
No, not the most energetic show, they stood, they played, and sang.
But, there was - something - and if you didn't feel it I pity you.
The cutest thing was when Peter said thank you, in the cutest little shy little "You LIKE me!" voice. *hee hee hee*
_I_ managed to dance in place, and there wasn't much movement all over. I holed up behind the center bar, and had a clear view most of the time, along with a nice attentive bartender. I got to hang with KA and Debb and Nick, then have dinner with Chris and Lettie afterwards.

And I didn't run into anyone else, save one, whom I REALLY WISH I hadn't run into. I don't have the energy to soothe his moods right now, nor am I "cool enough" anyway. *shrug* I guess it's my fault, for needing some time to myself and not being able to chase him down. But I shouldn't have to *shrugs* I dunno, I don't know what to do there anyway, it's going to have to wait - it's not life or death. It did put me to sleep in a bad mood, which probably contribued to my mood the next day, but that's on me.

I'd love to see them again, especially at Manray. It was just big enough to have a large crowd, but not the crush I've been hearing about all over.
And I want a pet German musician! Heeee.
(*sighs* I miss being able to chat with my pet. I'm SO making some serious phone calls when I get loose of this.)

Swell

Tired.
Can't sleep.
This has got to suck. If I actually had to get up tomorrow/today I'd be screwed.
(When I saw get up I mean at a reasonable hour)
Got sucked into a movie on Bravo - Restoration.
Robert Downey Jr plays a silly foppy dressed slutty doctor in the Era of King Charles and the plague (Ahhh I get it - the Restoration. *duh* Was King Charles really such a pimp?)
I like my little gothy boys but DAMN did the men look like GIRLS! I always forget that! I want to yank the bad wig off his head. It's almost over, I suppose. I may need to rent it - the freaking commericals are killing me.

I dunno why I feel the need to post this. Mostly to keep my hands busy and my mind occupied.

wow

What a difference!
I've started picking up around the room, putting stuff away that's been out for months. I'm thinking about throwing my club boots into the closet. They're just in the way. Doing that means I'm not going to need them, and I'm hesitant to give that up just yet.

So I think I'm going to take a shower, head out and get supermarket sushi (of course the one day I want sushi and have the time, elvendoll is in Prague *silly grin* I'm sorry sweetie - when you get back I'll have WAY more time and my attitude will be much lighter, promise.) and some soup and then come back here and get myself settled to work.

I shut my phone off last night, I just couldn't deal with my clients calling at 9 or 10 AM, after getting to bed after 4. I feel like Death warmed over, but I know it's important I be up, so I can maybe sleep tonight. But it's now noon thirty and I haven't turned my phone on yet. I probably won't until after my shower. I planned out my schedule last night, it doesn't look good at all. I need to schedule some car work, but I'm afraid of how much has to be done. I want the front brakes, and the Uber Tune Up (the 60,000 where they pretty much replace all the fluids and the sparks and everything else. My car is always Mr.Yum-yum after one of those. Yes, I just said "My car is Mr. Yum-yum, deal with it.) I'm just a bit hesitant to spend the money just to find out there's a critical problem. but I can't afford a new car, so I guess there's my answer.

( family ranting starts behind here )

heh - I need ot get punching - I need that shower and some sushi, and check my voicemail and get to work. I have a lot of hope for today. Cleaning has to wait.

ARGH!

OMG - It's HER it's SO HER, I can place 99.99% of my tax season upheavals on HER.

I FINALLY turned my phone on. The client I expected to call hadn't but CPA#1 had. To ask me about one of MY clients, and to ask "what did you do after I left." This is after I get locked out while getting her frigging part installed on HER computer.

ANYWAY - the client (ok parents are hers, they wanted ME to do the daughter's return The 18 year old daughter. The 19 year old, who traded the red Mustang for the White PT Cruiser didn't want to "wait" for me, she had them done. Chance are she paid too much for them to be done, and she claimed herself, which her parents are entitled to, and there's going to be an audit because of it. Classify under "not My Proklem.") apparently didn't like my "I don't know I haven't looked at it" from last week, and called CPA#1 who DOES THE RETURN! They did NOT call me, unless they called this morning and didn't leave a message. I can tell you I've HAD it from this client. They're pains in the ass. I spend an hour there a month, recking their bank statements, it takes a half hour there and a half hour back. AND this is the same client who, when I created an account for a credit line they were using, told me they WEREN'T using it and I was not doing my job.

THEN we get into the client I worked on after she left. Thank all the GODS I kept notes (A list of missing items per last year.) I told her about the list, and that I wasn't able to get to the other thing, but it was OK since we didn't have ANY of the info anyway. Then I tell her I've rearrainged my schedule to accomodate her wanting an additional day this week. She THEN works it out verbally, that she DOESN'T need me an extra day, LIKE I SAID. She wants me NEXT week, since she'll need me then, LIKE I SAID.

*AAAAAARGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH*

I told her I didn't want to drive down three days in a row, because I might be cranky, and she said "Don't tell ME you'll be cranky, _I'M_ cranky!" and proceeds to bitch about her workload. Yeah, Ok she really has it tough. But I'm trying to be accomodating - I don't consider putting my car through the stressof that dribe THREE DAYS IN A ROW (not to mention MY sanity!) something necessary.

it's her, it's SO HER, I'm not wrong, i'm SO not working there next year. She'd BETTER be willing to write that PHAT check I have coming.
Blah. Blah even!

Didn't someone say supermarket sushi? I still have a project to do too.