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tiamatladyFirst, I can't believe what I've got in this collection and what I'm ripping right now. I'm shamed. And I admit to owning Britney, so you can imagine what that's up with.
I decided to call my client for today, to let her know I wasn't able to sleep last night due to heat (I had the WORST night, I have to clean off my overhead fan before it spouts dust and spiderwebs everywhere) I told her I wanted to make a sandwich, and I'd be down about 1, unless she wanted to reschedule for Friday (She has an appointment tomorrow) She says "Hmmm, you know, I didn't get the work I wanted you to do yet, maybe you don't need to come down." After a couple of minutes of thought, we rescheduled for NEXT week.
OK, money wise this sucks beyond all ability to suck. For me, personally, it's good. Now I clean off my fan, which I needed to be hot and uncomfortable to confront potential spiders up there. And, I get to help some fabulous people paint. I wonder if I even have any painting clothes available? Oh, maybe I need to go to Walmart for cheap painting clothes! (DOWN GIRL! You'll find those old sweatpants and you'll LIKE it, and it'll give you a chance to go through your closet!) Then I'm going to see BM, I figure I need about $30, but I'm upping that to $40, so I can have a drinkie (I'm assuming $10 to get in, $15 for a CD, which I must have, and $6 for a Toasted Almond, plus some odds for the week.) I have food I have soda, but I won't hit rock bottom til next week. D called me on getting money.
As for money, I'm going to have to find some one to loan me enough to pay off D. I can't have her breathing down my neck. I SO shouldn't have gone. I love England, I love my pet and my friends, but it wasn't good, recriminations wise.
Whoo, I have stuff to do today. Now ripping, Neurotic Outsiders. LOVED seeing them, once upon a time. Saw Fluffy there too. Hot Chicks and JOhn Taylor, and me wearing my John Taylor cropped sleeve tee shirt. What more can a girl want.
Pepper turkey is calling me. More later.
I decided to call my client for today, to let her know I wasn't able to sleep last night due to heat (I had the WORST night, I have to clean off my overhead fan before it spouts dust and spiderwebs everywhere) I told her I wanted to make a sandwich, and I'd be down about 1, unless she wanted to reschedule for Friday (She has an appointment tomorrow) She says "Hmmm, you know, I didn't get the work I wanted you to do yet, maybe you don't need to come down." After a couple of minutes of thought, we rescheduled for NEXT week.
OK, money wise this sucks beyond all ability to suck. For me, personally, it's good. Now I clean off my fan, which I needed to be hot and uncomfortable to confront potential spiders up there. And, I get to help some fabulous people paint. I wonder if I even have any painting clothes available? Oh, maybe I need to go to Walmart for cheap painting clothes! (DOWN GIRL! You'll find those old sweatpants and you'll LIKE it, and it'll give you a chance to go through your closet!) Then I'm going to see BM, I figure I need about $30, but I'm upping that to $40, so I can have a drinkie (I'm assuming $10 to get in, $15 for a CD, which I must have, and $6 for a Toasted Almond, plus some odds for the week.) I have food I have soda, but I won't hit rock bottom til next week. D called me on getting money.
As for money, I'm going to have to find some one to loan me enough to pay off D. I can't have her breathing down my neck. I SO shouldn't have gone. I love England, I love my pet and my friends, but it wasn't good, recriminations wise.
Whoo, I have stuff to do today. Now ripping, Neurotic Outsiders. LOVED seeing them, once upon a time. Saw Fluffy there too. Hot Chicks and JOhn Taylor, and me wearing my John Taylor cropped sleeve tee shirt. What more can a girl want.
Pepper turkey is calling me. More later.
