I don't feel good... again...
Not feeling great right now. I left work early because I was so sick. And my physical mood isn't helped by my mental one. We lost the bids on two houses today, and I've officially lost the one that I "had" because of all the screw ups with the loan company/agent. I'll probably have to beg another month's extention from my apartment complex at this rate.
On the up side, I'm going to the Rennasance Festival with my brother and his best friend on Friday. It's my first ren fair, and it'll also be fun to go with Eddie (my bro's friend) because he just came to Vegas and we haven't seen him for almost 10 years. Originally my brother's ex, Tami, was supposed to go too (they've been fooling around lately, since he left his most recent girlfriend) but I said flat out that if she was going then I wasn't. I just can't take her negativity, her bitching, her whinning, her bad attitude, or the smell of her. In fact, I can't even stand the sight of the big heffer for more than a few minutes. And it doesn't help that she thinks she's the coolest thing since sliced bread when she's the furthest thing from it. I really want to go, but I was 100% serious about it. I just hope he didn't tell her any of this, or I'll never hear the end of it from the stupid cow.
I'm off to bed to try to get some sleep. Might help me feel better. I'm going to try to get some fic (older, re-edited stuff) up on my website tomorrow.
On the up side, I'm going to the Rennasance Festival with my brother and his best friend on Friday. It's my first ren fair, and it'll also be fun to go with Eddie (my bro's friend) because he just came to Vegas and we haven't seen him for almost 10 years. Originally my brother's ex, Tami, was supposed to go too (they've been fooling around lately, since he left his most recent girlfriend) but I said flat out that if she was going then I wasn't. I just can't take her negativity, her bitching, her whinning, her bad attitude, or the smell of her. In fact, I can't even stand the sight of the big heffer for more than a few minutes. And it doesn't help that she thinks she's the coolest thing since sliced bread when she's the furthest thing from it. I really want to go, but I was 100% serious about it. I just hope he didn't tell her any of this, or I'll never hear the end of it from the stupid cow.
I'm off to bed to try to get some sleep. Might help me feel better. I'm going to try to get some fic (older, re-edited stuff) up on my website tomorrow.