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So I took yesterday afternoon off. I needed some time to clear my head and get my bearings... and nap. When I work, I run about a million miles an hour and I don't think, I just do. I do until I run out of things to do, and then I think. It makes things more interesting that way. Plus, I get quite a bit done.
So I took off at noon to relax, and not be so pissed off. It worked, I went to my house and sat around with my mum for awhile, and we went out to lunch at J. Alexander's, and I got to have my ass kicking salad that I've been craving. We went to Barnes&Noble and I picked up a copy of "Diary of a Wombat" for Alana, because it's the coolest book ever written.
I went home and had a phone interview, applied for a couple of jobs, and then played Fallout for awhile. I proceeded to save my vault from dying of no water... but now I have to go find out where the evil mutants are coming from! Oh no! Post apocalypse games are so much fun, I guess because I consistently view now as the same era... without the two headed cattle.
Tonight I have a bunch of stuff to do, because tomorrow, I have MORE to do. Things on my plate for Thursday:
1) work til 5:30
2) pick up Alana and go to my brother-in-law's first ever political fundraiser, he's running for schoolboard. Let's hear it for the Longhorn cafe, and their "cooked by drunk and messed up chefs so it tastes so good!" policy.
3) Red Elvises concert. With no smoke. But Alana is accompanying me, so I can drink. She has yet to go to one with us, since she just turned 21. It should prove amusing at least.
4) Bedtime at about 2 am.
So yeah. Go me. If you don't hear from me in a couple of days, that's why.
So I took off at noon to relax, and not be so pissed off. It worked, I went to my house and sat around with my mum for awhile, and we went out to lunch at J. Alexander's, and I got to have my ass kicking salad that I've been craving. We went to Barnes&Noble and I picked up a copy of "Diary of a Wombat" for Alana, because it's the coolest book ever written.
I went home and had a phone interview, applied for a couple of jobs, and then played Fallout for awhile. I proceeded to save my vault from dying of no water... but now I have to go find out where the evil mutants are coming from! Oh no! Post apocalypse games are so much fun, I guess because I consistently view now as the same era... without the two headed cattle.
Tonight I have a bunch of stuff to do, because tomorrow, I have MORE to do. Things on my plate for Thursday:
1) work til 5:30
2) pick up Alana and go to my brother-in-law's first ever political fundraiser, he's running for schoolboard. Let's hear it for the Longhorn cafe, and their "cooked by drunk and messed up chefs so it tastes so good!" policy.
3) Red Elvises concert. With no smoke. But Alana is accompanying me, so I can drink. She has yet to go to one with us, since she just turned 21. It should prove amusing at least.
4) Bedtime at about 2 am.
So yeah. Go me. If you don't hear from me in a couple of days, that's why.