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Oct. 9th, 2004 02:35 pmI want to rewind this day and start again. Not that anything particularly evil has been happening, but knowing then what I know now, I would not have even gotten dressed.
I left the flat to go pick up the shop truck to in turn go to the grocery store and my storage unit and bring home lots of lovely groceries and a bed. I got as far as the street across from the bus stop before I realised I'd left my bus pass in the flat.
So back I went.
Bus pass in hand, and having missed the bus I originally set out for, I waited for the next bus. About ten minutes after I arrived, a woman came right up to me and started talking at me. Naturally I took my headphones off, thinking she was in some sort of distress, but NO!
She just wanted to talk to me. About how there was an event downtown today. And how she got this lovely bracelet for a dollar sixty nine when it was marked four-ninety nine, and how she bought a new keychain, look, it's a pair of lips and it whistles when you press it.
The bus arrived. Oh look! It's free all weekend because of Columbus day. No, we don't need to see the bus pass you went back to your flat and missed the last bus to get. Oh, and after you sit down, do make room for the talkative woman, who wants to sit next to you. Who ALMOST FOLLOWS YOU OFF THE BUS WHEN YOU GET TO YOUR STOP.
But lo, there I was at school, and it was time to pick up the shop tru --
The shop tr --
Where the hell is the shop truck?
At which point I was informed by the shop crew that the truck had been broken since Wednesday, and they wouldn't be fixing it until the school had some money to do so.
So home I went, ready to crawl onto the couch and hide from the world. I checked the mail on my way in, and was halfway brightened by a package from mum and a letter from some random person I didn't know.
The letter turned out to be a chain letter. Do people even get these anymore? Sighing, I opened the package from mum, only to discover that it was all bills. Not even a letter from her. ALL BILLS.
Yeah. So other than getting eggs on sale at the healthfood store, this day has sucked and I'm going to run away and take a nap now.
Apropos of nothing, is anyone else finding it amusing that a lot of [info]metaquotes posts lately are "cut for profanity" whilst being posted under an icon even more profane than the quote?
I left the flat to go pick up the shop truck to in turn go to the grocery store and my storage unit and bring home lots of lovely groceries and a bed. I got as far as the street across from the bus stop before I realised I'd left my bus pass in the flat.
So back I went.
Bus pass in hand, and having missed the bus I originally set out for, I waited for the next bus. About ten minutes after I arrived, a woman came right up to me and started talking at me. Naturally I took my headphones off, thinking she was in some sort of distress, but NO!
She just wanted to talk to me. About how there was an event downtown today. And how she got this lovely bracelet for a dollar sixty nine when it was marked four-ninety nine, and how she bought a new keychain, look, it's a pair of lips and it whistles when you press it.
The bus arrived. Oh look! It's free all weekend because of Columbus day. No, we don't need to see the bus pass you went back to your flat and missed the last bus to get. Oh, and after you sit down, do make room for the talkative woman, who wants to sit next to you. Who ALMOST FOLLOWS YOU OFF THE BUS WHEN YOU GET TO YOUR STOP.
But lo, there I was at school, and it was time to pick up the shop tru --
The shop tr --
Where the hell is the shop truck?
At which point I was informed by the shop crew that the truck had been broken since Wednesday, and they wouldn't be fixing it until the school had some money to do so.
So home I went, ready to crawl onto the couch and hide from the world. I checked the mail on my way in, and was halfway brightened by a package from mum and a letter from some random person I didn't know.
The letter turned out to be a chain letter. Do people even get these anymore? Sighing, I opened the package from mum, only to discover that it was all bills. Not even a letter from her. ALL BILLS.
Yeah. So other than getting eggs on sale at the healthfood store, this day has sucked and I'm going to run away and take a nap now.
Apropos of nothing, is anyone else finding it amusing that a lot of [info]metaquotes posts lately are "cut for profanity" whilst being posted under an icon even more profane than the quote?
