bleh. that's pretty much it. bleh.
Jul. 23rd, 2007 02:22 pmI have finished Book 7.
I have a giganta-huge response written up on my home-computer, but I forgot to copy to my thumb-drive before work this morning, so... I guess that'll have to wait. Probably for the best - it could use some editing. :P
Meanwhile, I still can't seem to find my cellphone charger, but right before it died it looked like I'd missed a call from the old-landlord's secretary. So now I'm afraid to check my messages, because I'm the biggest wimp in the history of the world. I just want to never have to deal with these people ever again in all my life. Is that so very much to ask? Apparently.
I'm the worst person in the world to get stuck being the contact person for people who scare me. I swear to god, even when all this is done I'll probably still be afraid of my phone. I probably unconsciously-on-purpose lost the damned charger. *Shakes head*
Weeniest human being who ever lived, I tell you.
Oh, and I'm totally late on fic-community, and have another due this coming weekend. Oops.
And now my lunch break is almost over. Which will somewhat negate my terror of "ohmigod I ought to check my messages and call whats-her-name but I'm too scared!!!!!!!"... but otherwise it sucks because, well... lunch break.
My heart is going nuts from the stress over the house stuff. Yippee.
I have a giganta-huge response written up on my home-computer, but I forgot to copy to my thumb-drive before work this morning, so... I guess that'll have to wait. Probably for the best - it could use some editing. :P
Meanwhile, I still can't seem to find my cellphone charger, but right before it died it looked like I'd missed a call from the old-landlord's secretary. So now I'm afraid to check my messages, because I'm the biggest wimp in the history of the world. I just want to never have to deal with these people ever again in all my life. Is that so very much to ask? Apparently.
I'm the worst person in the world to get stuck being the contact person for people who scare me. I swear to god, even when all this is done I'll probably still be afraid of my phone. I probably unconsciously-on-purpose lost the damned charger. *Shakes head*
Weeniest human being who ever lived, I tell you.
Oh, and I'm totally late on fic-community, and have another due this coming weekend. Oops.
And now my lunch break is almost over. Which will somewhat negate my terror of "ohmigod I ought to check my messages and call whats-her-name but I'm too scared!!!!!!!"... but otherwise it sucks because, well... lunch break.
My heart is going nuts from the stress over the house stuff. Yippee.