Last night I decided that since I was gone the entire weekend, due to chaperoning a Scout trip by Deception Pass, I would visit my boys and cook them dinner. Bought a bottle of Gewurztraminer, and drank the whole thing to myself. We always manage to have a blast no matter what we do. Broke out the senior yearbook...and bitched about all the people we remembered we didn't like, who was pregnant now, dead, gay, still living with parents, and golden children who never did anything wrong. Watched 'Sex, Love, and Other Drugs.' Grand ole time, as always.
Woke up at 10am this morning. Didn't have to be at work until 3:15pm...but I forgot that I told Stone Soup Theatre that I'd do papering for them in the U District before work. Got a disgruntled email from Carolynne Wilcox, their Box Office Manager. Oops!
Argued with my brother a lot today. Told him to stop whining about life, and just be FUCKING PRODUCTIVE for once. Yup, I said that. Also told him that we weren't going to hold his hand anymore. Wasn't exactly what I meant to say going into the conversation. Oops!
Got to work...heard that a coworker had died this morning. No one knows what happened, just that she left for work, but obviously didn't make it there. The police won't say anything...
So...yeah. I call redo, and hope that tomorrow will be a million times better.
It was.
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