crappylunch sucked... we waited entirely too long, and missed one of the machines.
come home to a rather fragrant place.... spend quite awhile vaccuuming, and still not done yet. glass shards everywhere - I'm worried about my DDR pads getting shredded.
tired, in a kinda blah mood...
we talked about how shitty the company is doing on the drive to/from the auction....
and then Taz informs me they've been summoned to base tomorrow. dammit.
I'm still so confused about what I want.... mostly to not be a wageslave and have some more-or-less constant company in life.... maybe consistent is a better word....
anyways, no one's let me know about dinner yet, so... I'm prolly just gonna nap and hope the couch is clear of glass.
