This week has just been chaotic. We still haven't fixed that fuse. So one side of our house is NOT working. I absolutely love being outside in the heat, but when it's time for me to end my day I do not want to come home to 88°.
Stayed at my moms on Monday & Tuesday. It was like 68° in her place. Loved it! I actually had to come home Tuesday morning to feed Whitney and get her some fresh water. The place was empty. Apparently no one else stayed.
Last night I ended up meeting
chrs for dinner. We were all suppose to have a bunch of people over for Project Runwway and some spinach & artichoke dip, but I passed out in Ginni's room.
which reminds me....I do not want to hear about Project Runway till after tomorrow.
AND....since I slept in Ginni's room, the one part of the house that doesn't have electricity, I overslept.
I had a semi-panic attack. I couldn't find my clothes that I had picked out to wear. The shit that Ginni washed for me I slept ON, and so it was wrinkled. No cigarettes, and no breakfast. Finally found something to wear. A long-sleeved shirt, which I just made do with. Grabbed cigarettes on campus, which WERE EXPENSSSSSSSSSSIVE! Fucking $7.
Got a phone call from Jenny Pereira. Her house got broken into last night.
It's pouring out. I'm alone in the office, and ITS SILENT. I'm going to go outside, smoke a cigarette, and watch the rain. I'll prop the doors open so I can hear the phone.