attentions
attn scyfygy, akakat, nanerean, grinningjim, lambertmyth8, kalloe, and any others I may have forgotten:
let's hang out again before I go! That gives us TWELVE days.
Katie: You. Me. Whiskey. Let's go.
Michael: I haven't freakin' seen you like, all summer!
JP: Ditto.
Adam: Seriously, I won't back out this time.
Grant: You're awesome.
Haylee: Ditto JP and Michael. Though it was cool that you could come to my little festa.
attn full4zaccordion: You still gonna fly? If so, give me your flight info via some method so I can meet up with you. If not, I'd see why. So, lemme know.
as for the rest of things: I blame all of yesterday's posts on too much stress. And could it indeed not be for the reasons of plane terror, the ongoing strife in Israel & Lebanon, deciding to apply for a job when just weeks ago I was saying there would be no way I'd ever have time to have a job, heading off to school very soon with nary a whisker packed (nor even my room cleaned, sad to say), the tension at home all summer, worries about not being in shape for crew, not getting a good ol' stress-relieving workout in all week (that's rectified now, though; went lifting in the morning).
neither Bonny nor Sue is here today and I'm not sure how much of Sue's accounting work I'm responsible for and how much can wait until Tuesday. Will spend much of the morning mulling over that. And I think that my retina-burning-teal skirt makes my hips look fat.
Off to do work...
Edit. Quotes of the day: "Man, now it's putting August 33rd in binary!"
and the AMEC Chapstick (chapstuck?!) Club -- Shelby, Marc, and me. April rejected the prestigious membership.
let's hang out again before I go! That gives us TWELVE days.
Katie: You. Me. Whiskey. Let's go.
Michael: I haven't freakin' seen you like, all summer!
JP: Ditto.
Adam: Seriously, I won't back out this time.
Grant: You're awesome.
Haylee: Ditto JP and Michael. Though it was cool that you could come to my little festa.
attn full4zaccordion: You still gonna fly? If so, give me your flight info via some method so I can meet up with you. If not, I'd see why. So, lemme know.
as for the rest of things: I blame all of yesterday's posts on too much stress. And could it indeed not be for the reasons of plane terror, the ongoing strife in Israel & Lebanon, deciding to apply for a job when just weeks ago I was saying there would be no way I'd ever have time to have a job, heading off to school very soon with nary a whisker packed (nor even my room cleaned, sad to say), the tension at home all summer, worries about not being in shape for crew, not getting a good ol' stress-relieving workout in all week (that's rectified now, though; went lifting in the morning).
neither Bonny nor Sue is here today and I'm not sure how much of Sue's accounting work I'm responsible for and how much can wait until Tuesday. Will spend much of the morning mulling over that. And I think that my retina-burning-teal skirt makes my hips look fat.
Off to do work...
Edit. Quotes of the day: "Man, now it's putting August 33rd in binary!"
and the AMEC Chapstick (chapstuck?!) Club -- Shelby, Marc, and me. April rejected the prestigious membership.