Pulling into the station June 17, 2004 I'm not having a good day so far. I've already wanted to cry twice - and it's only 9:30. I would give anything to just go back home right now. I had a weird dream this morning that's left me a little shaken - it involved an old ex and that scares me.I'm stressed because I just found out that these books are being shipped here for me to mail out and I didn't know this, so I'm not prepared. The place that was supposed to ship them for us is closing tomorrow for good, so they can't do it. I don't have supplies, I don't even know what size the books are to be able to order supplies. And I've got to mail them all out. Myself. I just want Friday to be here. I really want to go to Summer Thing on Sunday but no one seems to want to go. What part of FREE do they not understand? Smash Mouth and Berlin. F-R-E-E. *sigh* ** ** ** As if things aren't bad enough... I now have to order packing supplies for products that I don't know the sizes of. Quick, Jess, randomly pick boxes that you THINK might work. And damn you if you've ordered the wrong size. But don't spend too much money... [insert scream here] I'm going to go hide under my desk.
Breaking Up - July 20, 2006 |
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