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fucking green insects
Oct. 6th, 2007 09:33 amHo hum. One more night of work, and then I die... I mean sleep. Wait, no... Yes?
I need to call the bank since my trip to the ATM told me that I had less than I thought I did. It's entirely possible, but I want to get the numbers so I can find out what exactly I've managed to block from my mental list of shopping goodness. Also hoping that the balance was after my Sephora binge. Before anyone says anything [not that you would] it means I bought Ari's present. And some other stuff. And as I was checking out, I realized if I spent another four bucks, I could get a freebie that I could give to Ari as well, and it's worth more than $4, so I bought myself a lip balm set. I swear, if I could lay off the Pullips and buying random things at work, I'd really have to worry about Sephora.
Of course, I just realized that I didn't have to buy her present yet. Somehow, despite knowing it was the 5th, I still thought her birthday [the 18th] was next Thursday. Obviously something is misfiring upstairs because while my math skills are limited, they aren't that bad. Not that having her gift bought early will hurt. This way, if shipping takes longer than usual, it probably won't matter as much. Yay!
... okay, fine, you caught me, I bought a couple of clearance items that I don't know if they're for me or her yet as well, but they could be for her, so really, it's mostly for her. I even picked out the freebie samples that she might like instead of the ones I would. Except one. Slim pickings in the freebie section, which is usually a sign that I should wait a little while, but I was busy being stupid and freaking out, so, yeah.
At work I nearly had a heart attack when this huge frickin' bug landed so hard on the counter that it made a thud! sort of sound. I peek and damn near screamed. I didn't, as I'm not that girlie, but still, gross. I did wander off and circle the counter waiting for it to move. It did. It finally dove into the Reese's Whips display and then didn't move until I dumped the last four bars on the floor. That's right, I moved the entire display, and slowly emptied it a little at a time and the damn thing didn't move until I nearly frickin' threw the bottom layer on the floor. [Had it still been on the plastic while the candy was on the counter/floor, I would have escorted it outside.] This took forever. The ENTIRE time I was dealing with the bug, there wasn't a single customer in the store. In fact, I read through most of the trashy weeklies before 7:30. That's how not busy we were.
Now I'm left to wonder what one wears to a wedding that I suspect is just going to be a justice of the peace affair. Hmm.
I need to call the bank since my trip to the ATM told me that I had less than I thought I did. It's entirely possible, but I want to get the numbers so I can find out what exactly I've managed to block from my mental list of shopping goodness. Also hoping that the balance was after my Sephora binge. Before anyone says anything [not that you would] it means I bought Ari's present. And some other stuff. And as I was checking out, I realized if I spent another four bucks, I could get a freebie that I could give to Ari as well, and it's worth more than $4, so I bought myself a lip balm set. I swear, if I could lay off the Pullips and buying random things at work, I'd really have to worry about Sephora.
Of course, I just realized that I didn't have to buy her present yet. Somehow, despite knowing it was the 5th, I still thought her birthday [the 18th] was next Thursday. Obviously something is misfiring upstairs because while my math skills are limited, they aren't that bad. Not that having her gift bought early will hurt. This way, if shipping takes longer than usual, it probably won't matter as much. Yay!
... okay, fine, you caught me, I bought a couple of clearance items that I don't know if they're for me or her yet as well, but they could be for her, so really, it's mostly for her. I even picked out the freebie samples that she might like instead of the ones I would. Except one. Slim pickings in the freebie section, which is usually a sign that I should wait a little while, but I was busy being stupid and freaking out, so, yeah.
At work I nearly had a heart attack when this huge frickin' bug landed so hard on the counter that it made a thud! sort of sound. I peek and damn near screamed. I didn't, as I'm not that girlie, but still, gross. I did wander off and circle the counter waiting for it to move. It did. It finally dove into the Reese's Whips display and then didn't move until I dumped the last four bars on the floor. That's right, I moved the entire display, and slowly emptied it a little at a time and the damn thing didn't move until I nearly frickin' threw the bottom layer on the floor. [Had it still been on the plastic while the candy was on the counter/floor, I would have escorted it outside.] This took forever. The ENTIRE time I was dealing with the bug, there wasn't a single customer in the store. In fact, I read through most of the trashy weeklies before 7:30. That's how not busy we were.
Now I'm left to wonder what one wears to a wedding that I suspect is just going to be a justice of the peace affair. Hmm.