Started with night terrors last night (amazing how in a normal day I can't move like a cat but wake me up out of a terror and I can fly across the room a crouch like cat ready to strike) amazingly got back to sleep and had a bizarre dream where my family was having a party inside a mall and I was packed to fly (but I had three open totes and only one army duffle) and I was waiting for, Sekhmet, Penguin Boy's mom to show up because she was flying with me. SHe was late and had only one piece of luggage so I talked her into putting my totes in her luggage so I wouldn't get charged for it but the ticket agent took Sekhmet's luggage before we could do that and then i couldn't find my ticket...
Then UPS showed up (on time) and confused the living hell out of me. He takes a polariod (hello, get with the 21'st cen. and get a digital bud) of the damaged boxes AND the scanner which has no visible damage but doesn't want to take a pictre of the cd's jammed up cd changer...THen proceeds to tell me that the insurance company will be talking to office depot and cutting them the check if they decide one should be cut and I need to talk to them to get my money. WTF? I said OD was just the drop off for UPS. You were the ones who crushed the shit out of my stuff not them. He says OD isn't with UPS and THEY'RE the ones with the insurance not me (Funny the payment for the insurance is on MY credit card). My head is now throbbing and I could really use the psych consult before I kill the damage inspector. He leaves and I sit with my broken stuff. UPS doesn't want it but the insurance company might come and claim it.
I go to school and my students bitch me out for 45 minutes over the test they failed on monday as if I never taught them this stuff but Karl did and HIS class did so much better etc etc (they didn't) and finally I lost it on them and they were very quiet the rest of the day. They're learning I'm not the easy mark they think I am.
Got home to find that the psychiatrist's office FINALLY called me back (of course, the one time I'm not home)
Didn't get much of nanomo typed because I had to jot off nearly 4000 words for a chapter of Leaning on E (see that confusing post for more details) yeah, 4000 words. See what I can do in a few hours when highly motivated and I STILL think it's rushed. Nanomo barely got 1000 words. It would have gotten more but I'm tired and it's about 130A so I'm putting myself back into bed which doesn't appeal to me after last night.
Then UPS showed up (on time) and confused the living hell out of me. He takes a polariod (hello, get with the 21'st cen. and get a digital bud) of the damaged boxes AND the scanner which has no visible damage but doesn't want to take a pictre of the cd's jammed up cd changer...THen proceeds to tell me that the insurance company will be talking to office depot and cutting them the check if they decide one should be cut and I need to talk to them to get my money. WTF? I said OD was just the drop off for UPS. You were the ones who crushed the shit out of my stuff not them. He says OD isn't with UPS and THEY'RE the ones with the insurance not me (Funny the payment for the insurance is on MY credit card). My head is now throbbing and I could really use the psych consult before I kill the damage inspector. He leaves and I sit with my broken stuff. UPS doesn't want it but the insurance company might come and claim it.
I go to school and my students bitch me out for 45 minutes over the test they failed on monday as if I never taught them this stuff but Karl did and HIS class did so much better etc etc (they didn't) and finally I lost it on them and they were very quiet the rest of the day. They're learning I'm not the easy mark they think I am.
Got home to find that the psychiatrist's office FINALLY called me back (of course, the one time I'm not home)
Didn't get much of nanomo typed because I had to jot off nearly 4000 words for a chapter of Leaning on E (see that confusing post for more details) yeah, 4000 words. See what I can do in a few hours when highly motivated and I STILL think it's rushed. Nanomo barely got 1000 words. It would have gotten more but I'm tired and it's about 130A so I'm putting myself back into bed which doesn't appeal to me after last night.
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Date: 2004-11-18 07:31 am (UTC)Lets hope for the sake of what little remains of our sanity that tomorrow is a much better day than today was.
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Date: 2004-11-18 03:15 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-11-18 02:56 pm (UTC)And the Nanomo, we seriously need to talk to the muse's union. I think we're all getting seriously screwed here lately. I know my muse is being a pain in the ass about my original stuff. Yours just wants to write about hair. Silly muses
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Date: 2004-11-18 03:05 pm (UTC)And as for my muse of the 800's from last night some was STILL about hair. I shall murder him. Makai you're not Samson. Your hair isn't the source of your power. You look like VK soyou have bad hair. Get over it.
Kristi's muse, get over yourself too
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Date: 2004-11-18 03:10 pm (UTC)And yeah...*smacks her muse*
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Date: 2004-11-18 03:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-18 04:20 pm (UTC)Some things never change. I deal with UPS all the time, no problems. However, when you're moving? worst bloody bastards to deal with. shudder ing with you on this one. Let's do virtual chocolate together on this one - with a sidelight of cuarenta y tres.
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Date: 2004-11-18 04:25 pm (UTC)And the weird thing was the stuff I sent to Pittsburgh to live in my parents' house until I find a permanent job was fine. It was everything that came here that was crushed
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Date: 2004-11-18 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-18 04:23 pm (UTC)Today's warmnig up to suck but any day you have to visit the ob/gyn you know will suck