Jan. 11th, 2011

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And I had such ambitions when I got up ...

I didn't get up until 10 since I had a crappy night. By the time I checked the internet and had breakfast it was 11:30. Walked the dogs. Back at 1:30ish (it's amazing what a time suck it is). Called the library. Went to the library (and got my first ever all mine library card that I'm stupidly excited about!). Put a hold on Infinite Jest and What Color is your Parachute (the 2010 version since the one I have is for 1983).

Got back, got a call from a friend of mine who I hadn't spoken to in forever. Ended up talking to her for 2 hours. [livejournal.com profile] narikalen arrives for Lori's board game gathering. Listen to the message on the machine from my grandmother. Call her. Get [livejournal.com profile] otsquee. Vacuum. Get [livejournal.com profile] ghostj. Make appetizers. Play board games with my friends in a different room than Lori's 15 'small quiet gathering' friends because there is such a thing as too many people playing Cranium.

Have a meeting at 9 am tomorrow on the other side of the city. Giant mess in the kitchen will wait until after I've attended said meeting and walked the dogs again (I'd better get paid something for doing that).

As unproductive as my brithday was, it was still amazingly fun and I got to hang a little with Lori's friends, who are cool (if loud and numerous) people. They didn't save me from enough of my cookies but what else is new?

I feel really guilty about not having done my work for my job yet. Oops.
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Last night I had a dream that my house was on fire and because my mom had refused to pay some dick contractor for shoddy work, he had somehow managed to get us put on a list of houses the firefighters weren't allowed to go to. So we sat out in the cold waiting to see where the flames would go while Mom frantically tried to get it sorted out.

The scariest part was waking up and realizing that my dream fire was completely unrealistic and would have consumed everything and I probably would have died of smoke inhalation though the smoke thing is what convinced me that my house waasn't actually on fire when I woke up.

Not fun.

Now onto another crazy day in which I have exactly 4 things planned that will take up all my time and leave me not getting any work done again.


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