Saturday, May 27, 2006

Yo Adrienne!

Hi. S'up Skillet!? Ok, enough of that. Do you all want to hear a story? Gather 'round and let me share with you the events of my Friday...

4:00 a.m. went to bed (What can I say? I'm a night owl)
10:00 a.m. woke up (With the help of a cell phone alarm)
10:01 a.m. tried to return the call of the clinical interviewer who tried to call me Thursday. No one answered
10:02 a.m. went back to sleep after setting my real alarm clock for 11:00 a.m. to try calling again
10:55 a.m. answered ringing phone to hear the voice of clinical interviewer. Talked to her for a few minutes when all of a sudden, alarm starts sounding. Thoughts of, "OH CRAP, she's gonna think, 'is that an ALARM CLOCK I hear in the background at 11:00 a.m.? What kind of lazy weirdo am I dealing with!?'" Smack off alarm clock and get appointment set up. Take down directions to get to the place.
11:02 a.m. go downstairs and look up directions to get me to the place where she began her directions
11:03 call my Uncle "Dale" to make sure computer directions are right.
The rest of the day until about 3:00 p.m. was spent pretty much bumming around and semi-freaking out about my impending psychological appointment. Nothing against psychology workers; I've just never been involved with them.
3:45 pm. went to work, was pretty busy, helped train a new waitress, bummed around after work...
10:45 p.m. TOTALLY SMOKED A HUGE RACOON on my way home! I was worried it damaged my car, but I looked and nothing seems to be amiss.
10:46 p.m. made plans to wash car of dead animal entrails in the morning.

So, that was my day in a really boring minute by minute rehash. On a better note, my brother, his wife, and their son are coming up tomorrow. They're staying until Sunday night. I'm thrilled! I don't get to see them nearly as often as I would like to. My little buddy is getting so big, and they say he talks A LOT now. He's 2 1/2. yay, yay, yay! Anyway, happy Memorial Day to you all if I don't post again before then. Drive safely!


Darius said...

Hmmm... Didn't realize psychologists had come into that sort of disrepute.

I was surprised the first time I heard "sex worker" used for "prostitute," and hadn't heard "psychology worker" yet. Are they that bad?

Homo Escapeons said...

OOOH, smokin' Raccoons is bad karma. On the other hand my backyard is full of them maybe you could drive by sometime?