Whoa.

Jan. 5th, 2004 11:42 am
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Goth Dammit.
it's COLD in here!
No wonder I never want to get up!

I need to shower and go to the office.
I need to call another client and schedule for tomorrow.
I need to call a third and make sure I can go in there on Thursday. Now it's Friday. I think I'm not going to NYC, maybe Saturday.
I need to email a fourth to confirm our monthly meeting tomorrow.
I need to make a decision about whether or not I want to go to NYC this weekend.
(I'm thinking hell YES I want to go, but I don't know if I can afford it. If I do, Bret is more than likely in, but bitch wants to stay Uptown, and I likey the Downtown. I need to call him after work)

Bah, I'm tired. I managed to go to sleep early last night, for me. the night before it was after 5AM, and I only woke up at 2PM because a client called. And I'm hungry.

I'm using this to complain constantly aren't I?
Tonight I sit down at my laptop, and get stuff done there, and hopefully can bring myself to write an update, all warm and toasty in bed.

Very not pleased that not only did I not get to bother Ben last night via AIM, but my Pet wasn't online either. *pouts* Damn you Brits and your pub crawls while I'm online. (Oh hey, [livejournal.com profile] poetman I think I'd like to talk to you before the cruise, but I can call you when you get to Miami. Let me know when's good for you. I think I need to HEAR about the pub adventures, instead of just reading them! *evil grin*)

All right, I'm going to crawl back into bed and warm up, then get going.

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