Sunday, February 10, 2008

Nothin in particular

There isn't any specific topic in this entry.

Currently I am:
Feeling: nausueas,sleepy and slightly more bitter then yesterday(this wont get any better till after valentines day)
Listening to: clickety click of my key board and my dryer
Tasting: nothing
Located: my bed

So today wasnt all that exciting. I had to work at 10 in the nail salon. This meant I had to be in at least 10 minutes early in order to set up for my client. In an attempt to make up for time lost because I forgot to reset my clock after the power went out yesterday I took my moms car because she was on the end of the drive way. I mindlessly handed over my key ring completely forgetting that my key to get into work was on the ring until i pulled into the drive way. I was very lucky that my coworker got there 5 minutes later because I would have had to compensate my client for my lack of focus. After I was done with my one and only client of the day I went home to get my mom and we went to the "rich peoples" mall. I spent the day in search of a pair of black knee-high boots with a chunky heel and wide calf. No such luck. Ended up buying some under garments and fancy food spreads. My mom and I where so tired we ended up just bying a bunch of frozen finger foods for dinner. I've been dieting for about 2 weeks now and apparently that really kills your tolerance for fried frozen foods. I have been hugging the toilet all night as if I had a hangover.

I am begining to think my car hates me. A few weeks ago a belt and water pump both broke right around the time i had to make my first payment for classes. This set me about $136 in the red. Ever since I got my car back it's been making a spealing noise. Being the busy lady that I am I havent been able to take my car back for service. Well now I have to make time because my check engine light just went on yesterday. I'm bringing it in on Monday and praying its nothing expensive because I just dont have the money.

Tomorrow will be a day of church, rest, studying, and a birthday party for my dads friends one year old. I just hope I have the time to get it all done. Damned procrastination.

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