I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET PAID ON THE 15TH. AS OF TODAY, NO MONIES! WHAT THE HECK? HOW HARD IS IT TO GET PAYROLL UNDER CONTROL? GOOD GRIEF!

GOOD NEWS IS, I'M GOING OUT FOR DINNER TONIGHT! YAAAY FOOD!

MY FRIEND FROM WORK TOLD HER HUSBAND, WHO CAME TO VISIT FROM ENGLAND FOR THE WEEKEND, TO BRING ME A HOT WATER BOTTLE! AND HE DID! AND IT'S GREAT!

MY LIBRARY BOOK IS 17 DAYS OVERDUE AND THERE'S NO DROP BOX, SO I HAVE TO HAND IT TO A LIVING PERSON! AND THE COLLECTION OF ENGLISH-LANGUAGE BOOKS IS SO SMALL THAT IT ALMOST CERTAINLY WILL BE NOTICED BY THE LIBRARIAN WHO CHECKS IT IN, AND THERE WILL BE INTER-CULTURAL LIBRARY AWKWARDNESS! SO MAYBE I'LL JUST MAIL THE BOOK BACK ON MY LAST DAY IN LATVIA AND NEVER EVER COME BACK!

The Good: BOWLING LEAGUE NIGHT!
The Bad: I'M TIRED. I DON'T WANT TO BOWL. I WANT TO GO OUT DRINKING WITH MY FRIENDS AND CALL IN SICK TO WORK TOMORROW.

THE BAD: I HAVE NO SATELLITE SIGNAL. THIS HAPPENS SOMETIMES IN HEAVY RAIN BUT I HAVE A HORRIBLE FEELING THE DISH HAS MOVED SLIGHTLY (IT'S ON AN 8FT POLE TO CLEAR THE TREES) AND I'LL HAVE TO GET A MAN IN TO FIX IT.

AND IT'S THE CRUCIAL ENGLAND GAME TOMORROW AND I WON'T BE ABLE TO SEE IT IF MY SATELLITE ISN'T WORKING.

AND, SO, SO SAD ... MY FRIEND IS DRINKING AGAIN.

THE GOOD: I AM WORKING FROM HOME TOMORROW SO I DON'T HAVE TO GO OUT IN THE RAIN.

The Good:
I HAVE THREE WEEKS LEFT OF THE SEMESTER FROM HELL!@#
MMMMM TURKEY IN TWO DAYS!!!
MY HUSBAND IS BEING AN ESPECIALLY AWESOME GUY.

The Bad:
FOUR MORE !#$%%^!!#$ PAPERS TO WRITE BEFORE THE SEMESTER ENDS - AND I HAVE NOT PROCRASTINATED ONE BIT! THANKSGIVING IS AT MY HOUSE THIS YEAR AND I'M FEEDING 11 PEOPLE (AND POSSIBLY 4 MORE) - WTF WAS I THINKING?!
MY SON'S DOCTOR THINKS HE HAS OPPOSITIONAL DEFIANT DISORDER -- JUST WHAT I NEED, MORE MENTAL ILLNESS IN MY LIFE, FFS.

(also, I somehow construed this into a three point good and bad shouting thread. oh well.)

GOOD: I MAY HAVE A POTENTIAL SERIOUS REAL JOB OFFER THAT DOESN'T PAY BY THE HOUR. I'M ALMOST FINISHED WITH MY DEGREE.

BAD: I'M VERY LONELY AND HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT SLEEP FOR THE PAST SEVERAL DAYS.

GOOD: I AM LEAVING FOR A 2 WEEK WRITING RETREAT ON SUNDAY!

BAD: I HAVE TO DO LOTS SHITLOADS OF ADMIN WORK FOR THE YOUTH GROUP I RUN BEFORE I GO!

WEIRD: THEY ARE FOR THE SAME COMPANY! WHY DID THEY SCHEDULE A RETREAT FOR ME WHEN THEY KNEW I WOULD BE AT MY BUSIEST TIME?!

GOOD: SUSHI TONIGHT!
BAD: BOYFRIEND AWAY ON PERSONAL AND BUSINESS TRIPS FOR 2 WEEKS STRAIGHT!

THE GOOD: IT LOOKS LIKE THE ANNOYING CLASSIC-ROCK-RADIO-LISTENING CO-WORKER IS FINALLY OUT THE DOOR IN A DON'T-LET-IT-HIT-YOU-IN-THE-ASS TYPE OF WAY. YAY!

THE BAD: TODAY I GOT STUCK DOING A BUNCH OF THE DATA ENTRY AND PAPERWORK THAT HE WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE BEEN DOING FOR THE LAST TWO WEEKS, AND NEEDS TO BE FINISHED TOMORROW. AND I GET TO GO IN EARLY TOMORROW TO MAKE SURE IT'S READY. ARGHGH!

GOOD: ITCH WENT AWAY! LOTION GOOD! FOUND JOE FRANKLIN BIO IN DOLLAR BIN!
BAD: CANT THINK OF ANYTHING RIGHT NOW!

BAD: MY NEUROTIC DEPRESSING SISTER CALLED TONIGHT TO BE NEUROTIC AND DEPRESSING AS ALWAYS. WHICH MEANS I'M ROILING FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR AFTER SHE CALLS.

GOOD: THANKSGIVING IS COMPLETELY SANS FAMILY FOR BOTH MRS CHEWIE AND ME - AND IT'S GOING TO RAIN, AND THERE'S A FOOTBALL GAME AND WE HAVE MOVIES AND ALCOHOL AND ALL OUR HAIRY BABIES WILL HAPPILY BE WITH US IN OUR CAVE!!!!!

JOE FRANKLIN WAS A FRIEND OF MY GREAT-AUNT'S (THE BARMAID IN QUEEN CHRISTINA AMONG OTHER THINGS) HE SHOWED UP AT HER MEMORIAL.


GOOD: I'LL BE ABLE TO TAKE PICTURES OF THE PARADE THIS YEAR. OTHER PEOPLE WERE ABLE TO DESCRIBE ON CITYSEARCH HOW THE PEOPLE WHO DAMAGED MY CARPETS FUCKED UP THEIRS...CITYSEARCH TOOK DOWN MY POST BECAUSE I SAID THAT THESE MAMZERIM BROKE MY TOILET.

MAYBE: A COUSIN MIGHT ASK ME TO T-DAY, BUT IF I DON'T GET THE CALL BY TOMORROW MORNING, IT WON'T HAPPEN

BAD: I SPOKE TO MY FATHER LAST NIGHT AND HE SAID THERE'S A HUGE FAMILY EVENT TO WHICH I MIGHT NOT BE INVITED, BUT HE WOULD NOT GIVE ME THE DETAILS. APPARENTLY THESE RELATIVES HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE BOWLDERIZED VERSION OF WHY I WANT NOTHING MORE TO DO WITH MY MOTHER. I TOLD HIM TO HAVE THEM GET IN TOUCH WITH ME DIRECTLY. I AM FED UP WITH THE DOUBLE STANDARDS AND BULLSHIT IN MY BUILDING; I STILL DON'T KNOW IF THE WORKERS SHOWED UP AND WERE TURNED AWAY OR IF THE CONTRACTOR WAS TOLD THEY COULDN'T COME. THE ONLY WORKING APPLIANCES IN MY KITCHEN ARE THE STOVE, OVEN (NEITHER OF WHICH I CAN USE UNTIL MY HOUSEHOLD THINGS ARE OUT OF STORAGE) AND MICROWAVE.I HOPE THAT THE NEW OWNER OF THE PENTHOUSE WILL REALIZE THAT THE PEOPLE WHO RUN THE BUILDING ARE SCUM AND HELP GET RID OF THEM. VOTING POWER IN THE BUILDING IS BASED ON HOW MUCH SPACE ONE HAS AND NOT BY MAJORITY. I SERIOUSLY REGRET GIVING UP THE CLIFT HOUSE. FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS I'VE DONE SEVERAL DAYS OF CARDIO AND HAVE NOT LOST ANYTHING. MAILER'S EX-WIFE (THE ONE HE STABBED) WAS PROFILED IN THE TIMES THE OTHER DAY AND DESCRIBED HER PLACE AS "THE HOME OF A DEPRESSED WOMAN" THAT'S ME TOO...NO ONE'S PISSING IN MY HALLWAY, BUT I'VE HAD TO STOP A DRUNKEN DEBUTANTE FROM PUKING IN THE FRONT DOORWAY