Tomorrow, I gots photography at Dulles. Sunday is annual report day. Wednesday is a meeting with a new client.
And apparently, OnTap actually had work for me toniiiight, had I been here and not playing Indigo Prophecy and Katamari 2 (only briefly, though) at Giahn’s.
And: I would’ve accepted it.
*sulks* I have no one to blame for my lack of free time but myself
but. I dunno. It seems like there’s no decision here that would satisfy me. Say no to work and turn down money/stability/somebizarreformofself-esteem? Nooooo. Say yes to work and work 6 nights out of every 8 and barely have time for reading or other pursuits? Nooooo.
Curses!
Honestly, I’m not that annoyed. I just need to sleep in, badly, and I only get an extra hour tomorrow. Thankfully, tomorrow’s photo thing should be a good time (only need to take maybe 24 shots in three hours, no high-speed events), and after that:
FIRE IN THE DISCO!
This week/weekend is shaping up to be some kind of weird fanfic crossover between Best and Worst of everything. But now: I am so tired I can hardly finish this entry, let alone make sense of the bits and pieces. *puts things off, puts things off*
Of note: Arrested Development is 9 times greater than I previously thought after less intensive viewing sessions. The details are incredible.
Obligatory context-less quote:
“My illusions, Dad! You don’t have time for my illusions!”
So if I set the alarm for 930…ready to leave the house by 10…..pick up notebook at CVS….Dulles by 11, definitely. *thumbs up* Home by 2, cut hair, buy paint, finish a book.
I’m just kinda going on, here. Something feels wrong about geting into bed at 12:40 am.
Ah well.
I kinda want to go to the zoo today.
“My illusions, Dad! You don’t have time for my illusions!” is my favorite line so far. I think.
You must tell me how Electric Six was. They’re swinging through ATL this week, and I need to know whether to spend the money or not.
Also, UPDATE YER COTTON-PICKIN’ FLICKR ACCT. That’s an order, soldier!!
I TOLD YOU LAST NIGHT, punkface. I texted you with “fire in the disco!” That’s all you need to know.
No, really, they were incredible and I’m writing that in a blog entry as we speak.
Also: I haven’t BEEN anywhere. I haven’t DONE anything. At least, not photographable. If you want to see some E6 shots, watch Timoni’s account.
But not till tonight at the earliest!
I never gotted a text from you! LIAR!
I’ve actually texted you about four times in the past month. You received none of these?
Not that I can recall, no. Are you texting my phone number or my AIM screenname?
Your phone!