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caithreamWell! I'm glad you all enjoyed that. So much so, in fact, that I'll be printing those out and sending them as birthday cards, Christmas cards, etc. I KNOW RIGHT? I think this is the best idea ever.
OKAY FINE. Have some more palatable pictures instead:
MY FAT KITTY IN A TINY BOX.
MY FAT KITTY YAWNING IN A TINY BOX. He is currently out in the kitchen playing with paper bag and whining like a bitch. WHAT, PERCY. WHAAAAT.
My boss informed me today that she's moving to Seattle next week! !!!! WHAT. Aw, man. I'm really gonna miss her. Despite crappy schedules/work, she's really nice. We're even friends on facebook, heh. She's looking for an apartment in Queen Anne. UGHHH SO JEALOUS.
Yesterday I almost had a major panic attack when I realized all my pictures from July roadtrip and this past March roadtrip were not on my external harddrive. I absolutely could have SWORN I moved them off my old, now-crispy harddrive before that whole mess. I guess not. I called my mom almost in TEARS and she said to hang on a sec, and actually found that I had put July's roadtrip pics on the family computer back home. No dice with the March pictures though, sigh. Only what I had uploaded to the internet. Everything else is lost. :( Still, I think I'd rather have July's pictures than this past March's. There wasn't anything TOO new/exciting like there was in July, but man. It's still a major blow. :(((
Tomorrow I get up at 4am, go to work, get off, go to class at 12pm, get out, come home and pack, and drive two hours back home. GROSS. But UGH, I'M SO EXCITED TO GO HOME. My sister is graduating high school! WHAT. WHAT WHAT. Utter ridiculousness. I can't wait to see all my friends again.
Also, pretty much I just reserved a room at the MGM Grand in Vegas for Epic Roadtrip '09. :D
OKAY FINE. Have some more palatable pictures instead:
MY FAT KITTY IN A TINY BOX.
MY FAT KITTY YAWNING IN A TINY BOX. He is currently out in the kitchen playing with paper bag and whining like a bitch. WHAT, PERCY. WHAAAAT.
My boss informed me today that she's moving to Seattle next week! !!!! WHAT. Aw, man. I'm really gonna miss her. Despite crappy schedules/work, she's really nice. We're even friends on facebook, heh. She's looking for an apartment in Queen Anne. UGHHH SO JEALOUS.
Yesterday I almost had a major panic attack when I realized all my pictures from July roadtrip and this past March roadtrip were not on my external harddrive. I absolutely could have SWORN I moved them off my old, now-crispy harddrive before that whole mess. I guess not. I called my mom almost in TEARS and she said to hang on a sec, and actually found that I had put July's roadtrip pics on the family computer back home. No dice with the March pictures though, sigh. Only what I had uploaded to the internet. Everything else is lost. :( Still, I think I'd rather have July's pictures than this past March's. There wasn't anything TOO new/exciting like there was in July, but man. It's still a major blow. :(((
Tomorrow I get up at 4am, go to work, get off, go to class at 12pm, get out, come home and pack, and drive two hours back home. GROSS. But UGH, I'M SO EXCITED TO GO HOME. My sister is graduating high school! WHAT. WHAT WHAT. Utter ridiculousness. I can't wait to see all my friends again.
Also, pretty much I just reserved a room at the MGM Grand in Vegas for Epic Roadtrip '09. :D
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Date: 2009-05-29 08:42 pm (UTC)(ALSO, holy crap, I haven't forgotten about the Vancouver stuff, haha! I don't THINK I lost any set pictures from the March trip, because I think I uploaded them all online, so. There is that, at least!)
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Date: 2009-05-30 12:18 am (UTC)I just. I'm really really hurt. And. IDK. No wonder she said she wasn't sure if she'd make the road trips to Edmonton and Calgary. She blatantly lied to me and said she was on disability instead of maternity leave from work.
Who does that?