Jan 18, 2006 10:53
Right. I seriously should have stayed until The Quickly Dead ended their set (and it was about...well, it was nearly 2:15 in the morning, really), and technically I would have had about only an hour and thirty minutes more before today's shift would be over and done with but...
THAT BLASTED HEADACHE. Okay, so I ran out of Advil again. I must have popped the last one the day before, when Toushirou and I were moving his research books from the main library into the apartment. Which means I have to go and buy myself another week's worth. I was seriously tottering by the time Elmo climbed onstage, before Tsunade-baba finally understood my predicament and told me to go home.
Le sigh. This means I build up an hour and a half's worth of work today, notwithstanding the usual nine hours. I think I'll make the most out of it by, er, sleeping. I'll leave the bread and the table knife clean so that Toushirou can make his own lunch (NOTE TO SELF: WASH THE DISHES). I must really look silly to him, sleeping the day away while most people worked.
Rangiku's to-do list:
. BUY A WEEK'S WORTH OF ADVIL or you die, girl, you die.
. Wash the dishes in the sink
. Inquire balance @ bank
. Call up Director Umally re Toushirou's report card
. Get hair trimmed
. Wash the dishes in the sink
. Wash the dishes in the sink
migraine chronicle,
to do