"What's worse than clowns? Danish clowns."
Jan. 7th, 2009 08:27 amToday I got up late, waited for a bus for a long time until my ear started to hurt because hey my hair was still wet and my hat could only do so much, and then the bus came and it was like "I'm the bus that goes the most indirect route possible!" and I got to work later than I'd've liked and there were already a bunch of returns and then people came in and ugh.
Also I forgot my poptart. Boooooo. And many birthdays. I've gotten very bad at those. AND MY CARDS. Oh god I wrote them mostly before the holidays and then there hasn't been a day when I've been able to get to the post office and I feel so bad. I botched my entry for a secret-santa-mp3-mix community too, and by botched I mean didn't get it done. Fail is touching all.
jen_boo lost her piggy Connor yesterday and that is very sad and terrible, and makes me feel even worse about having to leave my pigs for three days. Oh little pigs can be so fragile. :( Please be very kind to her.
But according to my doctor's appointment, aside from the heartburn and the brain worms I'm pretty healthy, although pap smears are the worst and the ovary poking was not done without some shrieking on my part.
Anyway, as mentioned, I will be disappearing from Friday through Sunday to go to New York - since my uncle and grandfather were not here for the holidays, now we go to them. I'm hoping it will be less stressful than I fear, although I'll probably be texting Laura about pighealth ad nauseum.
Blaaargh, the guy who comes in every goddamn day is here, so I guess I'd better do my stupid job mutter mutter. How does he do it? I'm here every day and I can barely find anything to rent. Garg.
Also I forgot my poptart. Boooooo. And many birthdays. I've gotten very bad at those. AND MY CARDS. Oh god I wrote them mostly before the holidays and then there hasn't been a day when I've been able to get to the post office and I feel so bad. I botched my entry for a secret-santa-mp3-mix community too, and by botched I mean didn't get it done. Fail is touching all.
But according to my doctor's appointment, aside from the heartburn and the brain worms I'm pretty healthy, although pap smears are the worst and the ovary poking was not done without some shrieking on my part.
Anyway, as mentioned, I will be disappearing from Friday through Sunday to go to New York - since my uncle and grandfather were not here for the holidays, now we go to them. I'm hoping it will be less stressful than I fear, although I'll probably be texting Laura about pighealth ad nauseum.
Blaaargh, the guy who comes in every goddamn day is here, so I guess I'd better do my stupid job mutter mutter. How does he do it? I'm here every day and I can barely find anything to rent. Garg.
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Date: 2009-01-07 04:24 pm (UTC)If not for Netflix, my dad would be That Guy.
Also... Pap smear. Nnnnngh. /_\
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Date: 2009-01-07 04:45 pm (UTC)A Jo is back. <3
But honey, please don't feel obligated. I love you regardless of comments.
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Date: 2009-01-07 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-07 04:51 pm (UTC)