Here’s To Crappy Days. They Rock!

[imood mood at time of entry: aggravated]

I have pretty much gotten everything that I wanted to do, and was told to do by my Mom, done. I got my GoCard, which gives a 60% discount on the dollar of bus fares for middle and high school students. Yay. I went and finally picked up the tickets for Black Eye Peas who are coming to town Friday (March 19, 2004). I have to call Diamond and arrange when and where her mom is going to pick me up and whether we will go out to eat before the concert since it doesn’t start until 8 P.M.

I have spent the past two hours working on my email account. I had well over 65 back emails and about 50% of my allowed space was being used up by emails with pictures I’d saved in my account. I went through all of the saved emails that I could stand and deleted the vast majority of them except a couple. I gathered all my old links I didn’t use anymore and got rid of those too. I also got all of my story links together in one email for faster linking.

I have saved to a disk and uploaded to my Yahoo! Briefcase all the pictures that I found and still liked. I am still need to look for these picture I had of this snake that rode underneath the hood of some guy’s car. I saved my two Gil-Galad pictures, my illusions, which I plan to share here since they are pretty darn good, and this cute photo of a fawn blending in with some stairs. There are probably more, but I don’t feel like remembering it all right now.

In the time that it took me to wake up, go get my tickets, and my Lotto Prize pack from KRBE (Which of course, did not include the scratch off tickets I wanted, but a jacket, a travel drink thermos thing, and a metal travel hot/cold cup. The drink holders are pretty cool, but I had my heart set on scratch off tickets. Darn it!), and to get the Metro Card, every bad thing decided to happen to me.

First, I woke up to a bad dream. I was shivering because I was cold and scared. I asked Goddess to wake me up, and I suppose that was the only way that could effectly wake up early. Not to say that I am ungrateful, which I most certainly am not, but dang! It doesn’t help that The Matrix was used as a guide for my nightmare.

Other bad events that happened today included, being propositioned for $150 by some psycho ex-con who followed me around Downtown, being screamed at by homeless people in Downtown, and being followed by some guy who wanted to talk to me in Downtown. Gee, do you sense a pattern here? To top all of this off, on the bus on the way to Downtown, someone stole my radio. I suspect it was the woman who sat next to me. That bitch. And I had offered her a seat when there were none. *grumbled*

So now my feet hurt, and my knee joint is out of wack, as usual, and I am out of a radio. I am hoping that Mom goes to pick up my DVDs that I left on hold at the Blockbuster next to the KRBE studio.

Guh. I am going to go read a story and work on my email some more, and then go home. Hopefully, I don’t go home to find that my house has been robbed. Knock on wood.

Oh! Prestina called me yesterday and I don’t know what she wants (and I don’t care). I didn’t call her back though. She emailed me today and I just deleted the email without reading it. I do not want this girl contacting me AT ALL. She is a two-faced liar with a bad attitude, and I do not want to have anything to do with her. Oh, and Prestina, if you’re reading this, fuck off.

Danielle