so I decided not to care...
Dec. 10th, 2002 04:07 pmThis is an extremely long day. I had such little sleep and don't see a point where I'll be getting much more. The morning brought me fire alarms and the power being momentarily shut off in the building. When my mom told me that my alarm clock wasn't going to go off again, I had just thought she was fronting to get me out of bed.
The Emperor Nympho has been dropped off at the vet's office (not to get tutoured, like Ninja's rendycat did), but for a blood sugar curve to be conducted. They need to see how he's reactioning the levels of insulin he's been prescribed and such-like. Meanwhile, I think they need to test me for the reactions I have to the vet's bill.
Every pay check I get, I think to myself "Self? This is a fucktonne of money! You should put some of it aside, for savings." And then I tell myself to STFU, so I can buy new shoes.
Woe is me, I tell you.
Dear God.
Please don't let Carrie be sick.
And please don't let the NYC transit workers
strike like a bunch of dorks.
Oh, and punch Peet in the balls for me?
He is teh gay.
Love,
tara
The Emperor Nympho has been dropped off at the vet's office (not to get tutoured, like Ninja's rendycat did), but for a blood sugar curve to be conducted. They need to see how he's reactioning the levels of insulin he's been prescribed and such-like. Meanwhile, I think they need to test me for the reactions I have to the vet's bill.
Every pay check I get, I think to myself "Self? This is a fucktonne of money! You should put some of it aside, for savings." And then I tell myself to STFU, so I can buy new shoes.
Woe is me, I tell you.
Dear God.
Please don't let Carrie be sick.
And please don't let the NYC transit workers
strike like a bunch of dorks.
Oh, and punch Peet in the balls for me?
He is teh gay.
Love,
tara
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Date: 2002-12-10 05:34 pm (UTC)i think i'm just tired and need to eat my spinach and some cauliflower with fried cornflakes.
also a bunch of beef and some rice. with spicy peanut sauce, and a bit of coconut milk.
the nyc transit workers are evil people and are endangering the nyc economy, not to mention many lives and livelihoods. and my vacation.
ditto the peet thing.
love,
carrie