I am wedged so far into the middle of a crappy day that I can't even see sunshine.
- I have a midterm in Corporate Finance tonight.
- I kinda didn't study for it...
- ...because I was at work until 9:30pm last night...
- ...working...
- ...and then I went home to watch my Yankees lose Game One.
- I woke up at 4am with tummy troubles (unrelated to the Yankee loss).
- The tummy troubles weren't bad enough to keep me from getting to work at 6:30am.
- Almost 12 hours later, I still have tummy troubles.
- They still aren't quite bad enough to get me out of that exam.
- ...especially since "tummy trouble" in NY and PA this week generally means "I got tickets.."
- I do not got tickets. I got tummy troubles.
- I did clutch a total of 13 various World Series tickets in my hands yesterday. Free, corporate, field level tickets. They all went to rich people, though - people who actually could have afforded to buy the tickets. That's how it works, right?
- I will miss most of Game Two because I'll be taking that stupid exam that I'm going to fail.
- My camera is still broken.
- I am so busy that I can't even manage to find time to go to the camera store, and I don't know what camera I want anyway. And I really can't afford to buy a new camera right now.
- Did I mention that I left work at 9:30pm last night and I showed up again at 6:30am this morning?
- How much does that suck?
- And I can't go back to my hair dresser. I'm using the fact that they stopped taking credit cards as an excuse, but really, I was just tired of him.
- I haven't had a hair cut in months.
- My hair might need an exorcist soon. Perhaps I can hire one on Halloween and save myself the hassle of figuring out a costume.
- Halloween really just doesn't do it for me. I know, everyone else totally loves it, but first, I'm not a big candy fan (*gasp*), second, it's usually cold outside, and finally, putting together a costume is a huge pain in the ass and mine is usually lame because I really don't try that hard.
- I fell down the other night - and I was completely sober, I must add - and now I have a scraped knee, sore hands and a bruised ankle/shin.
- Ben bought me some fried squeaky cheese to make it all better. That helped a lot. But I'm still bruised and the squeaky cheese is all gone.
- I am almost done with the colorful Boy Blanket. I'd show you, too, but...
- My camera is still broken...
- Instead, I'll show you frickles!
- While I am sure they would do my hurty tummy no good, they sure look yummy.
- Order frickles at the Florabama bar and heap on the ranch sauce.
Now don't say I never take you anywhere nice.
That is some seriously nasty time you are going through!
Hugs.
What are those frickles?
Posted by: spacedlaw | October 29, 2009 at 04:13 PM
Yeah, it sucks here right now. Im trying to plow through.
Frickles = deep fried pickles!!! YUMMY!
Thanks for the hugs, I need them.
Katie
Posted by: KatieNY | October 29, 2009 at 04:19 PM
Never seen a frickle but they look good!
Chin up old thing!
Posted by: grigorisgirl | October 29, 2009 at 09:02 PM
oh no! how did it all go???
at least the yankees won one for you ;-)
Posted by: Elise / knitinsage | October 30, 2009 at 12:30 PM
I hope that everything looks better in the morning!
PS. Deep fried pickles sound bad for a sore stomach but they sure sound yummy!
Posted by: Julia | October 30, 2009 at 03:43 PM
Things are much better this week.
I wish I could get my hands on a nice batch of frickles right now...my tummy is MUCH better!
Katie
Posted by: KatieNY | November 02, 2009 at 02:23 PM