I swear I was a good girl today

I decided to go to Ocean State Job Lot, to "browse." I usually go there after something, which it's a crap shot whether or not I find it. But, if you're looking for odds and ends, they usually have something. Today I went to "look." Hell, I almost don't believe me, like the effing stockboy who asked me if he could help me. HE didn't believe I was just looking either. It's odd that after he asked me, and then snorted at me, is when I started "finding things" I was good tho, I liked some stuff I didn't buy, and let myself buy a few small things like a cheap candle that smells surprisingly good, and suspiciously like a lotion I have here somewhere, in the Cucumber Melon variety, I like the glass holder a lot and it has a cover, which is going to come in handy when I pack it for the trip. I know I probably shouldn't, but it's tough glass and it's cheap. Once it's empty, I can put another candle in it. I also bought some chocolate, Ghiraradeli and Hershey's truffles, Some long shoelaces, since they're not easy to find, some glue pens to seal up my cheap also purchased at Ocean State envelopes, with very little glue, a check file caddy for a client (three months late, but hey) and a purdy purple-y lipstick, with glitter in it. I like it so much I might go buy another, but that's getting ahead of ourselves.

I then went to the Bunicula household, to flitch some boots, which DAMN do not fit my calves, but after the trip I might look into adding somewhat to the straps. If not, they go up on Ebay, in my Purging. Had nice Indian food, and chatter, and it was nice to be social. I really have to get out more, since I'm obviously not cleaning. I can't bear this whole setup. I want change, but on a grander scale.

I very much like the idea of owning this place by August. I like the idea of having the place to myself, and being able to possibly be there for someone who has done lots for me, but having an extra room. I have NO money for a down tho, and this vacation is going to dent my ability to earn money. I feel so DOWN, I feel like I can't come out. That every time I start to, something else happens.

I have to stop sitting at this desk, and getting involved in LJ. I stare at this damn thing, I'm I'm tired of that. I SO don't want to work at the CPA's tomorrow, I have work to do for a client and want to get up early to do it. I think I'm going to call him in the morning, and tell him how I wasn't able to get in, thanks to lack of key, and see what he needs. I'm batting it back and forth. I'm just - tired - right now and not up to working on my client. *shrugs*

I'm going to bed, and setting my alarm for 8. I'm going now, let's hope I can sleep.

I wish I didn't feel off kilter. This vacation, although wanted, is causing undue stress. Some I needed to be away from, and feel I'm not. I fear what's going to happen. (Not due to anyone I'd be seeing - just circumstances in general. Lots of stuff rattling around I'm very much looking forward to seeing people I really wasn't sure I'd see again! And I want everyone to jump the pond and come see me. I'm not kidding. If I buy this place, I'll have extra room!)

I want my kilter back. If you've seen it, please return it.

*snicker*

and there's ONE bright spot.
I'm actually WATCHING Notting Hill.

"I have to apologize for my friend, he gets a bit excited. I mean I'm sure *your insults about the actress character being a whore* were all in good fun, and I'm sure you all have private parts the size of peanuts. But, do try the tuna, it's wonderful."

I HAVE TO USE THAT LINE.

*writes*
...the size of peanuts......
*puts away notebook*

Ok seriously, I'm going to bed, or my whole day tomorrow might be chuffed.

Quickie

I need a shower, and have been busily working. Like a GOOD doobie.

- Thanks to everyone who gave advice regarding my hard drive and my lack of computer hardware mad skillz. *grins* Props to olithered, emarienna for being there and bunicula for knowing when to run *grins* and BIG thanks to xraycb who actually waded through the website and found an answer for me! I SO OWE you at least a drink - this isn't the first time you've saved my "I'll just plug it in and pray" thinking ass. *grins* If you're in London or Cambridge, since I can't really tell WHERE you are, email me privately, use my at livejournal dot com address, and let me know if you'd be available next week for beverage of your choice, or ice cream. Hmmmm, ice cream.....

Anyway, there was a software "fix" that got my 30 gigs up to 137Gig, but the BIOS has limited it at that point, so to get any MORE out of it, I'm back to square one. BUT, rather than be stupid AND greedy, I'm going to take the 137 Gig, and be QUITE content, and fix it when I get a new computer. I will be saving for said computer, and Ebay sales will be earmarked for it as well. I'm sure that I can play with the new computer, transfer files off this one, and reformat it with a fresher Bios that will give me access to the 30 Gigs.

I'm working in the house today, and plan on doing some cleaning, after my shower. I had some LOVELY leftovers. This is a testament to a good restaurant, that the leftovers are SUPER! I reheated them just a bit, til they were warm but not piping, and they were YUMMY! B&D - next time is on me that was so yummy!

I have a meeting tonight that I'm ready for, except for retyping some stuff, and then later I'm going to do some installs, and rip some more CDs. AFTER I do massive amounts of filing and start shredding. I really want my own big shredder with a wastebasket. My mothers is crappy. I dunno if I want to own something called "The Shredmaster" *shudder* (You know, the CHEAP way out of this is to buy a basket, and continue to use the Unit's. Hmmmmm)

Ok I'm going to shower, maybe run over and get an ice cream, and finish working and start filing.

I feel a little better than yesterday. but the underlying emotion is still there, just not rolling to the surface. I wish I knew WHAT it was.