Mar 16, 2006 06:30
If all goes well, I should be screwing myself over for tomorrow tonight.
Select theaters are doing a midnight screening of V for Vendetta; one of the theaters downtown should be participating, but we may not be able to get tickets or have enough money for tickets. That puts me at getting home around three in the morning at the earliest. Then I have to get up at 5:30 at the latest in order to be to work at 7:00.
And then I have to drink. Come on. It's St. Patrick's Day...Brett's part Irish. It's like a law or something.
I'm still not done filling out and sending my stupid loan exit program thingies. I thought I'd only be paying forty bucks a month, but I realized that's for only one of my two loans. They haven't yet told me what the other one will be. On that same line of thought, I need addresses. Kat and Zoe in particular. I need to put at least one of you guys on the forms as a person who will know my whereabouts for at least three years. 'Cause you will. And I have to think of another family member...
And I haven't done my taxes yet. I still need to go to the library and pick up a form. This and that and things and more.
Somebody just dropped off his dog even though we're not open yet. Instead of waiting he just left the dog in front of our door. I hate these people. Oh. And he has a hurt paw pad. Super. Bag balm it is.
I have to start working now.