For the love of all that's good and holy...

[mousme]

Could someone please hit the fast-forward button on today? At least for me? It's 3:40 and I'm nowhere near home.

Also, I appear to have overlooked some kind of payment, and I'm (yippee!) overdrawn until I can cash my paycheque. I hope it comes today.

Speaking of mail, there's a new mailman who has decided that I don't live in my apartment, but rather with ai731. I'm sure baronscartop might have something to say about that. :P

Seriously, is it that hard to go up one flight of stairs to deliver my mail? Is it?

Meh.

As you can tell, I'm just getting crankier as the day goes by.

I'm also kind of chomping at the bit because I haven't had a chance to practice my drumming since the gig. I must be rusty as hell. :::sigh:::

I'm going to quit writing now. This post is about to die a disjointed death.

Comments

[owldaughter.livejournal.com]

If I could wave a magic wand and make it the day's end, I would. Just for you.

I miss band too.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Awww, thank you. :)

[ai731.livejournal.com]

If you like, I can get the spare keys for the practice space cut next week, and give you yours. You got your access card when we moved the drums etc. in, didn't you?

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Oh, that would be great, if you have time before your trip. I did indeed get my access card when we moved in all the stuff.

[owldaughter.livejournal.com]

Ooooh. Practice space.

Still haven't seen it. Hmm...

::ponders, and realises that even the thought of fitting a trip over there into the overfilled schedule gives her warning signs of an anxiety attack::

Oh well. July 22, anyway.

[baronscartop.livejournal.com]

I told your landlandy she should set a bear trap for that idgit of a postman, then sweetly ask, "Pardon me, but are you aware that you are committing a Federal fucking Offense?"

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