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maderrMy mother, my sister Brandie and myself all woke up with the feeling "this day is going to suck."
And goddamn has it. I won't even bother to list everyhing, it would take too long.
But the highlights: my sister had a long restless night, followed by a long, trying day. My mother got a message for a job offer, but the machine chose not to record it. I woke up an hour late, was forced to deal with a broken over and all new Stupids at work, then got slammed at the end and had to stay almost two hours extra. That's the small stuff
Apparently there was an earthquake, and at the exact moment the quake started (I am told, I was still at work) my mother and sister got a call from the hospital - where my brother currently is for either a fuck awful stomach virus or appendicitis. That makes me utterly happy. My little brother completely alone in the hospital. I'm going to kick his ass the minute he's healthy again.
On top of all this, the Europe trip is still a mess for reasons I won't bore you with.
I just finished Smirnoff One, it's time to start Two.
And goddamn has it. I won't even bother to list everyhing, it would take too long.
But the highlights: my sister had a long restless night, followed by a long, trying day. My mother got a message for a job offer, but the machine chose not to record it. I woke up an hour late, was forced to deal with a broken over and all new Stupids at work, then got slammed at the end and had to stay almost two hours extra. That's the small stuff
Apparently there was an earthquake, and at the exact moment the quake started (I am told, I was still at work) my mother and sister got a call from the hospital - where my brother currently is for either a fuck awful stomach virus or appendicitis. That makes me utterly happy. My little brother completely alone in the hospital. I'm going to kick his ass the minute he's healthy again.
On top of all this, the Europe trip is still a mess for reasons I won't bore you with.
I just finished Smirnoff One, it's time to start Two.
Re: Ooooh, ooooh
Date: 2003-12-10 04:24 am (UTC)You are an insommiac. But no brain cancer, I forbid it. Not until I visit you in Japan and you make me feel utterly inadequate. No earaches either - we're supposed to partying in Europe, not nursing you back to health.
I don't like it, but I'll work on it. I guess Italy
was hoping for too much. I won't go alone, the whole point was to go with Sammie.
You make me jealous. As hard as I could try, I don't think I'd ever be able to afford to live all over the world. It's the life I want, but you're far more suited to it. C'est la vie I suppose.