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I am NOT pleased with the Richmond post folks.
I JUST got my Spin Off magazine today, she JUST put it into my box. The cover is ruined, the spine is broken and dog earred. There are marks all over it. PISSED OFF, thanks.
I am not pleased with myself, either. I toddle on down the road, amused by the various things I pass by.
A woman leading a gaggle of kiddies, each going two by two. They're singing songs and she calls over her shoulder "Everyone, stop that chanting."
Two painters taking a break, I say hello. They ask how I'm doing. I say fine, ask right back. "A lot better, now, thanks. Have a good day!"
Buz and Ned's is looking to hire. Hmm.
Anyway, I take Grove down to Boulevard. Take Boulevard on down, it changes to Hermitage. I can't remember, for the life of me, the directions to Fin and Feathers. I say to myself "Self, do you remember seeing Laburnum?" "Yes, yes I do." "Do we go past it?" "You know, I'm not sure." "I think we should keep straight." "You're usually right buuuuut I don't trust you, we're taking Laburnum down."
IDIOTself, yes. If I had just stayed on the road the whole way down I couldn't miss the place. But I had walked about five miles, I was tired and semi-delirious (...water. Water....) so went down Laburnum. IT ENDED and, yeah, I realised I was stupid. But, hey! Lookit! There's a road, let's take the road! So I take Saunders, end up on Broad at Mr. Submarine. Stupid. Stopped at 7-11 for something to drink and a snack. Found a manufacturer's coupon. Took it up to the register, she couldn't get it to do anything... so I got a free 20 ounce Mountain Dew and a crispy rice bar for free.
Walked probably about seven or eight miles today. Got nothing accomplished.
Did get an application for the Call Center job at 912 Grace. Sounds promising.
Just got finished with my interview with Lauren (...so strange, I hate cameras. Really.) and she brought me my mail.
Might be getting a bunbun! Shh. She's a chocolate brown Netherland Dwarf, retired show bun. Named Estrella. I had to respond, if she can't find any suitable home for it I'm going to take it in.
Piddling about, now. Tra.
I JUST got my Spin Off magazine today, she JUST put it into my box. The cover is ruined, the spine is broken and dog earred. There are marks all over it. PISSED OFF, thanks.
I am not pleased with myself, either. I toddle on down the road, amused by the various things I pass by.
A woman leading a gaggle of kiddies, each going two by two. They're singing songs and she calls over her shoulder "Everyone, stop that chanting."
Two painters taking a break, I say hello. They ask how I'm doing. I say fine, ask right back. "A lot better, now, thanks. Have a good day!"
Buz and Ned's is looking to hire. Hmm.
Anyway, I take Grove down to Boulevard. Take Boulevard on down, it changes to Hermitage. I can't remember, for the life of me, the directions to Fin and Feathers. I say to myself "Self, do you remember seeing Laburnum?" "Yes, yes I do." "Do we go past it?" "You know, I'm not sure." "I think we should keep straight." "You're usually right buuuuut I don't trust you, we're taking Laburnum down."
IDIOTself, yes. If I had just stayed on the road the whole way down I couldn't miss the place. But I had walked about five miles, I was tired and semi-delirious (...water. Water....) so went down Laburnum. IT ENDED and, yeah, I realised I was stupid. But, hey! Lookit! There's a road, let's take the road! So I take Saunders, end up on Broad at Mr. Submarine. Stupid. Stopped at 7-11 for something to drink and a snack. Found a manufacturer's coupon. Took it up to the register, she couldn't get it to do anything... so I got a free 20 ounce Mountain Dew and a crispy rice bar for free.
Walked probably about seven or eight miles today. Got nothing accomplished.
Did get an application for the Call Center job at 912 Grace. Sounds promising.
Just got finished with my interview with Lauren (...so strange, I hate cameras. Really.) and she brought me my mail.
Might be getting a bunbun! Shh. She's a chocolate brown Netherland Dwarf, retired show bun. Named Estrella. I had to respond, if she can't find any suitable home for it I'm going to take it in.
Piddling about, now. Tra.
