I hate coming home some days

[waterspyder]

So I came home. My front door was open. Fucking maintanence people left my goddamned front door unlocked and OPEN all day. I'm just glad I live in a nice building and nothing obvious is missing.

#1. Complain to the office in a loud and displeased manner.

Then I opened my mail. Good news is that ODSP is tacking on $94/month for a special diet. I'll actually use this money for massage or something, maybe I'll actually endeavour to see a dietician and get working on eating properly. Problem "Please find the enclosed cheque".... and no cheque.

#2. Call ODSP really early and ask where my cheque is.

On Marina's advice

#3. Call a rental truck agency and book a van for my moving weekend.

And maybe go to work.
Oh, and see Josh.

That sounds like it.
Maybe go to class tomorrow (seeing as I skipped out of Shakespeare to go have sex... worth it too.)

*breathe*

Comments

[valkyriejack.livejournal.com]

As much as I love Shakespeare, I would say that skipping out, for sex, is definitely a good/fabulous reason.

[tibialmusician.livejournal.com]

*hugs* dont forget cookies on fri ^_^ and chances are after looking at what shakespeare wrote about most of the time (lots of sex) i think he would have agreed with you:P

[mmmelt.livejournal.com]

call me for massage. I'm actually quite good when not totally fucking mhammered ing in a bar.

hoohah

yeah

no, really, I like massage. Many clients pay but my secret is that I just like to do it and wopuld be honoured to treat such a cool friend.

[waterspyder.livejournal.com]

This is my point! My Professor goes on a lot about "If Shakespeare were around he would have..." and yesterday the sentence ended with "...definitely supported you in your decision to get laid rather than study him for a class"

I don't normally skip out, but I felt like hell.