Before I go to work....
...I'll post an entry, because I can't do anything more to my room.
Tuesday wasn't exactly hell, but it could've run smoother, probably. If I hadn't listened to my mother and just left the house at 7AM like I wanted, a lot more might've been done to the room. Then again, since the majority of everything didn't come til 6-ish, I suppose it only seemed like more would've been done. But we did a lot of moving (after which all three of us girls agreed that we were very much aching) we went to dinner at The Ram (very good food--though you should watch out for their bread pudding and serving portions, because they are frickin' huge). I kept waking up at every single hour, so the first night on my mattress wasn't fun, but I got enough sleep to be coherent Wednesday, but I'm fairly certain it was just because I was sore, since the next night I slept like the dead.
Trained Wednesday to be a DAWG, which finished uber-early (we finished at 4 when we were scheduled to about 8), so Vanessa and I went on a needed run down to Ikea and Walmart for stuff. Had dinner at Applebees, and I wound up giving Vanessa her birthday present well over a month early -.-' I just knew she would love it, and I couldn't wait. *sigh* I'm bad that way. But then we got back to the dorm at 9-9:15-ish, which meant we missed about an hour of Top Model, but *shrugs* I won't die.
Now I'm waiting for my work-shift to come around, and hoping feverishly that the rain stops. Because......I don't want to push carts and deal with stressed out families in the rain. That's no fun.
I will more than likely post fanfiction late Saturday, because that's the soonest I can imagine being able to do so. I don't know, we shall see how today and tomorrow goes. I may wind up posting EUReKA tonight or tomorrow.
Rough paraphrasing of the typical exchange the last two days:
Me: "The suitcase won't go behind the desk, dammit!"
Vanessa: "...Why don't you pull out the wheely-push-cart thing?"
Pause.
Me: "Oh. Dammit."
Tuesday wasn't exactly hell, but it could've run smoother, probably. If I hadn't listened to my mother and just left the house at 7AM like I wanted, a lot more might've been done to the room. Then again, since the majority of everything didn't come til 6-ish, I suppose it only seemed like more would've been done. But we did a lot of moving (after which all three of us girls agreed that we were very much aching) we went to dinner at The Ram (very good food--though you should watch out for their bread pudding and serving portions, because they are frickin' huge). I kept waking up at every single hour, so the first night on my mattress wasn't fun, but I got enough sleep to be coherent Wednesday, but I'm fairly certain it was just because I was sore, since the next night I slept like the dead.
Trained Wednesday to be a DAWG, which finished uber-early (we finished at 4 when we were scheduled to about 8), so Vanessa and I went on a needed run down to Ikea and Walmart for stuff. Had dinner at Applebees, and I wound up giving Vanessa her birthday present well over a month early -.-' I just knew she would love it, and I couldn't wait. *sigh* I'm bad that way. But then we got back to the dorm at 9-9:15-ish, which meant we missed about an hour of Top Model, but *shrugs* I won't die.
Now I'm waiting for my work-shift to come around, and hoping feverishly that the rain stops. Because......I don't want to push carts and deal with stressed out families in the rain. That's no fun.
I will more than likely post fanfiction late Saturday, because that's the soonest I can imagine being able to do so. I don't know, we shall see how today and tomorrow goes. I may wind up posting EUReKA tonight or tomorrow.
Rough paraphrasing of the typical exchange the last two days:
Me: "The suitcase won't go behind the desk, dammit!"
Vanessa: "...Why don't you pull out the wheely-push-cart thing?"
Pause.
Me: "Oh. Dammit."