To find three different collections agencies filling up my voice mail. One I've never even heard of. You know what, it can wait until monday. I don't have the wherewithall to deal with them tomorrow. You know what, looking back the past two years, the year starts off the same: student loans try to get blood from a stone, take a little piece of my soul and spin me into a depression that takes me most of the year to dig out of just in time to get thrust back in. Saw the signs for the 105 million dollar jackpot...maybe 2007 is my lucky year but I wouldn't bet on it.
Roy the cat helped escort all my junk into this place. I forgot how trashed I left it. Blech. I have a lot of work to do this weekend.
And oh seriously I could kick
evil_little_dog and
mjules in the ass for trying to lure me into
10_cliche_fics because the Saiyuki crew liked that idea too much. They of course want the smut table ignoring my protests of I'm tired of writing smut and proceeded to talk sex for the entire four hour drive.
speaking of stories,
sarakat and
mzzgoddessblue your stories for the holidays are delayed until...who the heck knows.