Just another made up holiday to make people like me feel cranky and underappreciated, when if it didn't exist, I wouldn't even notice... the ladies at the bank all got little rose plants. wow. the funny thing is, in some ways it would be MY job to get the flowers and write the card and put the reciept in the business expense file. heh heh. Reminds me of the Malcom in the Middle where Francis has a personal assistant who anticipates his every move, including needing to finally fire the assistant. He writes a references letter for himself and orders himself a muffin basket "from" Francis at the end. Very funny.
I did open mic last night. Just a Dar song and a poem. Not my best ever work, but hey, gotta get a little feminine energy up on the stage to break up the boys club. And I'm not the worst either, so there.
Survived my final blood test this morning. Actually did quite well, not as good as the Iowa City one, but not as bad as the first one 2 weeks ago. Took it easy this morning though, rested, worked a little with mom on my finances, and went into dad's for a little while before going to Entree. Now I need to make this YELLOW GUIDE happen... ugh. And I made the brilliant announcement that I could get the past due invoices out by the end of the week. Which is tomorrow. grrr. and I said I'd go to Bryce's B-day party. oof. rear in gear time!
Oh, and "my" apartment is back on the list and the rent has gone down by $10! oh geez. I want this. I need to look at it and see if it would actually work for me........ well, finances first right. waaaaaaaaahhhhhh
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