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19 December Another day without enough work done! Actually, I did plenty enough work, you know, for a normal day, but nothing like enough for a day right before a two week vacation. I got passes for a movie, but Omar decided that he needed a night at home reading all of the plays that need reading, so I decided not to go as well, since I had many many things to do at work, but instead of doing lots of unpaid overtime, I pasted labels on all of the mix tapes I am sending out and addressed envelopes and so on. And then went home. All I have left to work in is tomorrow, and I'll bet I'll have to stay late late late in order to get everything done. Either that or I'll scale back my plans on what actually has to get done.
When Winni read my palm at the Christmas party, she kept repeating over and over again how incredibly independent I am, that I have been independent from my parents practically since I was a child, that I have been completely independent for years, and since my early twenties I've been afraid of getting into a relationship. I wouldn't so much say afraid, just uncertain how these normal people do things like get boyfriends and have relationships and so on, but besides that little quibble, it was scarily accurate. She also said that I would have two children ("Omar, Winni said that I'd have two children!" "Wow, better start tonight, huh?") so here's hoping that she was as scarily accurate about that.
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