Wanted
I would typically blog about this kinda shit at Boihazard, but for whatever reason, I cannot access any aspect of it. I got an email from my host saying to expect scheduled maintenance on August 3rd between 3 and 5 AM EDT. Umm, last I checked, it's only the 30th. My site's been down since atleast 1:30 this morning. I hate to sound sensationalist, but I just felt I needed to inform/vent. Fuck, this is me venting? Sad...
I've been up since 7 AM. I had a staff meeting to get to at 9, so I left the house at like 8:25. The bus was supposed to be at my stop at like 8:36, so I jetted from the house. Man I have never walked that fast. I nearly missed it. Really, there have been times where I'd reach the corner and it would pass by and I would let it go reasoning that I could take the next bus. I could not take that risk this time, because the next bus would not arrive until 8:56. Well, as usual, it arrived just as I got to the corner—I ran. Made it in time, but lost my dignity. I hate having to run after buses, it looks tacky. Hell. It beat being late.
The meeting was so amazing. Not really, but I just had a good time. Only Gawd knows why. It's weird to explain. It was different, and I wasn't half sleep. It was fun.
So I'm hanging around until 12:10, in time to make it to the bus stop in order to get to the Visitor Center in the Park, because that's where I'll spend the next several hours.
Jenn wants me to go along to her friend's party with her. This will be interesting.
I've been up since 7 AM. I had a staff meeting to get to at 9, so I left the house at like 8:25. The bus was supposed to be at my stop at like 8:36, so I jetted from the house. Man I have never walked that fast. I nearly missed it. Really, there have been times where I'd reach the corner and it would pass by and I would let it go reasoning that I could take the next bus. I could not take that risk this time, because the next bus would not arrive until 8:56. Well, as usual, it arrived just as I got to the corner—I ran. Made it in time, but lost my dignity. I hate having to run after buses, it looks tacky. Hell. It beat being late.
The meeting was so amazing. Not really, but I just had a good time. Only Gawd knows why. It's weird to explain. It was different, and I wasn't half sleep. It was fun.
So I'm hanging around until 12:10, in time to make it to the bus stop in order to get to the Visitor Center in the Park, because that's where I'll spend the next several hours.
Jenn wants me to go along to her friend's party with her. This will be interesting.