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So I did actually get up at 7a yesterday and made it to work at 8.30a, just exactly like I wanted to! Every single morning I try to get in at 11a and don't manage till 11.20a, so this feat was little short of a miracle. So I walked in at said 8.30a and...the receptionist wasn't there yet! I so wanted to surprise her and she totally wasn't there. She did see me ten minutes later, and was gratifyingly shocked, but it wasn't quite as fun as if I had walked through the door and she had seen me then! Our new part-timer was there, but she was too new to be really really surprised, so I knew I had to wait for The Raccoon to get what I wanted. Of course, she didn't get in until 9.35! She did practically faint, though, even seeing me at 9.35a, which just goes to show you that she knows me well.
I could only stay till 5p, because I was at my fifty hour limit for the week, but I stayed till 6p anyway, since I was in the middle of something, and I'll bank the hour until next pay period. It was extremely bizarre to leave work while it was light, go home on the van while it was light, and get home while it was light. And it still stayed light for another hour or so after that! Just like being a normal person!
When I got home and checked my email, there were thirty messages, all from the night before (I couldn't download before I left the house that morning). Now, I subscribe to all of my mailing lists from work as well as home, so I knew that there should have been plenty of mail, but there wasn't a thing, even when I tried sending a couple of test messages to myself. I realized that email is the most important thing to me. A computer without email, even with a web connection, is just a lump of plastic. So, after staring at the screen for awhile, not knowing what to do with myself, I turned it off and took a bath, and several hours later I got 127 messages, ten minutes later, 76 messages, and ten minutes later, 11 more! I knew that between Diary-L, Journals-L, the Randy list, the Randy Loop list, the Maud Hart Lovelace list and the Lenora Mattingly Weber list, it was pretty unlikely that everyone decided to shut the hell up simultaneously.
I am broke as a window, baby. You know how much I have to last me until Friday, including paying for the van to get into town on Friday morning? $17.84 This includes 60¢ I found on the bathroom floor. I have enough food and cat food, but I have to pay for the van, breakfast at McDonald's, lunch, and Pepsi. You know, the staples. Of course, I could borrow $20 off my Mom's credit card and send her a check, but I'm kind of having fun, seeing if I can do it, and I just about think that I can! The Raccoon pulled another can of tuna fish out of her desk, so I'm making sandwiches for us for tomorrow, and I found a free breakfast coupon from the Monopoly game, so if I don't buy anything extra, I still have $3.39 for Thursday's lunch!
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