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May. 28th, 2003 01:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tiamatladySeriously, today, with only moments of nice, was absolutely horrible.
Um, like Annus Horribilis, but the word for Day instead.
I'm putting this behind a cut, since I'm SO frickin depressing lately *grumble*
- I get up later than I wanted.
- Found I'm still having (TMI) cramps, which isn't like me, I usually have them for about 8 hours, by my calcs, I had them at least 24.
- The boss isn't in at client #1, leaves me a list, ALSO leaves me a stupid Minion to say things like "You're DONE?" *grrr* Oh, and SINCE the minion didn't do HIS work, I couldn't do any of mine.
- Just as I was leaving, some paperwork arrived. Had I NOT stopped to put on my phone earpiece, I would have missed the guy pulling up. Waste another half hour redoing reports after an entry.
- Get to CPA, day's client #2, and Lou calls, just as I'm going over things, call him back make arrangements for 9PM, since, thanks to, now his MOM and dinner plans with people I don't know, I'm NOT getting sushi, he wants to sit and have coffee and "talk." Since I didn't want to stay out late tonight, this isn't good, but *shrug*
- He also has trouble deciding what to do. I finally make up OUR collective mind, beginning at 1469 in Central, then changing that to Diesel, since they were having dinner in Davis Square. (Remember this.)
- Work the rest of the afternoon, bored to TEARS, and sick and tired of craptacular client that my boss just WON'T let me put DOWN! Every time I said "hey I did "blah"" he'd say "So, then go do "foo"." VERY annoying.
- Come home to my sister yelling at my nephew, since my nephew never wants to stay in his own house. he says he's scared of living on the third floor, probably because someone, or SEVERAL someones have either threatened to throw him out a window, or when he got too CLOSE to a window, my sister went off on him. Plus he didn't go to school today. My sister SUCKS as a parent. If I have to step up, I'm GOING to be PISSED. I don't want to have kids, I'm capable of having my own, I don't want someone else's problem. But he IS my nephew, and I think if his dumb ass mother were removed form his life he'd do better. (This sounds harsh - you haven't seen my sister's "parenting" skills.)
- Beat Feet to Diesel. Get there about 8:45. Look around, no Lou yet, run over to Anna's for a Burrito (since I'm screwed out of dinner) then back to Diesel for a Mocha Chai *drools* Then proceed to sit there from 9 until ELEVEN PM. No Lou. I THEN walk around, look around, call Howie, wait in my Car until 11:30, then DRIVE around Davis , Harvard and Central Squares.
Lou stood me up. No phone call. Nowhere to be found. Nothing. Something HAD to have happened, but I'm at a loss to say what.
I'm shattered, seriously.
- On top of ALL that, the "brain trusts" from Goffee (Thankfully NOT the stupid blonde 18 year old who almost lost his Cahones) showed up and were ALL over me. *sighs* Fortunately, I looked and talked like someone PISSED, so they left me alone after a few. Warning tho - they're looking for a new "family" since their's had a coup, and they have been "banned' from Harvard Square. I wish I had a nickel for every time I've heard someone say THAT since my Pit days, I'd be freakin RICH!
Lou stood me up. I have no idea what to do about this.
I'm going to get some water, then go to bed. I'm tired of this day. It left me a large headache as it's parting gift.
Um, like Annus Horribilis, but the word for Day instead.
I'm putting this behind a cut, since I'm SO frickin depressing lately *grumble*
- I get up later than I wanted.
- Found I'm still having (TMI) cramps, which isn't like me, I usually have them for about 8 hours, by my calcs, I had them at least 24.
- The boss isn't in at client #1, leaves me a list, ALSO leaves me a stupid Minion to say things like "You're DONE?" *grrr* Oh, and SINCE the minion didn't do HIS work, I couldn't do any of mine.
- Just as I was leaving, some paperwork arrived. Had I NOT stopped to put on my phone earpiece, I would have missed the guy pulling up. Waste another half hour redoing reports after an entry.
- Get to CPA, day's client #2, and Lou calls, just as I'm going over things, call him back make arrangements for 9PM, since, thanks to, now his MOM and dinner plans with people I don't know, I'm NOT getting sushi, he wants to sit and have coffee and "talk." Since I didn't want to stay out late tonight, this isn't good, but *shrug*
- He also has trouble deciding what to do. I finally make up OUR collective mind, beginning at 1469 in Central, then changing that to Diesel, since they were having dinner in Davis Square. (Remember this.)
- Work the rest of the afternoon, bored to TEARS, and sick and tired of craptacular client that my boss just WON'T let me put DOWN! Every time I said "hey I did "blah"" he'd say "So, then go do "foo"." VERY annoying.
- Come home to my sister yelling at my nephew, since my nephew never wants to stay in his own house. he says he's scared of living on the third floor, probably because someone, or SEVERAL someones have either threatened to throw him out a window, or when he got too CLOSE to a window, my sister went off on him. Plus he didn't go to school today. My sister SUCKS as a parent. If I have to step up, I'm GOING to be PISSED. I don't want to have kids, I'm capable of having my own, I don't want someone else's problem. But he IS my nephew, and I think if his dumb ass mother were removed form his life he'd do better. (This sounds harsh - you haven't seen my sister's "parenting" skills.)
- Beat Feet to Diesel. Get there about 8:45. Look around, no Lou yet, run over to Anna's for a Burrito (since I'm screwed out of dinner) then back to Diesel for a Mocha Chai *drools* Then proceed to sit there from 9 until ELEVEN PM. No Lou. I THEN walk around, look around, call Howie, wait in my Car until 11:30, then DRIVE around Davis , Harvard and Central Squares.
Lou stood me up. No phone call. Nowhere to be found. Nothing. Something HAD to have happened, but I'm at a loss to say what.
I'm shattered, seriously.
- On top of ALL that, the "brain trusts" from Goffee (Thankfully NOT the stupid blonde 18 year old who almost lost his Cahones) showed up and were ALL over me. *sighs* Fortunately, I looked and talked like someone PISSED, so they left me alone after a few. Warning tho - they're looking for a new "family" since their's had a coup, and they have been "banned' from Harvard Square. I wish I had a nickel for every time I've heard someone say THAT since my Pit days, I'd be freakin RICH!
Lou stood me up. I have no idea what to do about this.
I'm going to get some water, then go to bed. I'm tired of this day. It left me a large headache as it's parting gift.
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Date: 2003-05-28 11:27 am (UTC)Hope things get better.