Sometimes Sleepy Skippy Stabs Suspect Students

I called on the phone while I was on the way to work this morning. She woke up the second time. :) Good thing, too, cuz I was pretty damn sleepy.

I’m not too worried about her cryptic posts, as our conversation was it’s usual over-sappy goodness.

Today has a meeting in it to break up the monotony of taking calls, and my lunch is earlier than normal. I’ve got leftovers from home, which are almost always really good.

More to come later, I’m off to the meeting.

Well, that was craptacular.

We’ve had a queue all morning. It just went away. I can breathe again, whoohoo!

Got my ID card. Got my jeans. Got some good hangin’ out with , power cycled ‘s brother’s cable modem and router (came right up, stupid contracted tech support didn’t tell him to let the thing sit for 30 secs to a minute), and got many a fantastic hug from the herself.

It’s still extremely windy out. It’s still grey skies and cool temps, which I’m digging. My lack of access to my books has been solved by loaners from both of the above linked journal peoples. Dean Koontz and Terry Pratchett.

It’s less than two weeks until I move in to my new place. I need to call and schedule a walk-through and I need to set up the appointment to get the cable TV and modem installed. I mean, the free cable TV and modem. You’re so jealous.

Ofdoom.com seems to be down. My Benny bracelet is fraying. I give it two weeks to a month, and then I’m going to need a new one. I’m going to pick schweet colors again this time. :)

Forgetful me.

I apparently also left a pair of jeans in Lansing. Clearly I should have noticed when everything actually fit into the bag I cram my stuff into.

So, I’m heading back to Lansing tonight, helping ‘s brother with his cable modem *snicker*, and then finding something to do (write maybe?) with the time between that and getting out of work. Oh, and I should probably pick up some food in there somewhere. Heh.

Dense Fog Advisory

The drive in was extremely beautiful in the fog, if slow.

I was a doofus and remembered every single thing that I’d brought to ‘s place this time… except for my security badge. I think I’m going to check to see if it’s cool that I crash there again tonight, so that I can pick up the badge and pay for the movie ticket to see Matrix: Revolution for the second time.

I’ll have to reschedule visiting ‘s new store and let my parents know, of course. Ah, well.

Much up and down this weekend. Just very strange. Not a whole lot of writing in Chapter 8, but I did write. I think I need to re-read some old posts to get a better grip on Madness.