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| My shitacular day |
| 04.04.05 (9:37 pm) [edit] |
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Well, I was going to eventually post about my lovely trip to Kentucky. But right this second, I am still upset about my day today. First, a little exposition. Needed some shit for art class this afternoon. Decided I could go to the University Art in Sacramento (because it's a chain and ought to be just like the one in San Jose). For some reason I got it into my head that they closed on Sunday at 4:30. When my dad and I got there, they closed at 4. Because my 9:00 class was cancelled, I opted to stay home in Sacramento last night and start home at 9:00 in the morning to be back with plenty of time before my 12:30 class. So this morning I'm packing, and I realize that my case of approx 64 professionally made CDs that I know was in my suitcase at some point on the trek home. And I have no idea where they could be between Kentucky and Granite Bay with stops at Nashville, Oakland, and Reno. So now I'm worried about all of my CDs. On the way to my second attempt at the art store, I call first most seemingly logical place they could be other than my house, which is the Reno Hilton. They go, and search the room. They don't find the case, but they say they find a cell phone charger. When I got to the art store, I managed to lock both my keys and cell phone in my car. So first I've got to feed the meter. Then I go to the nearest payphone (which fortunately is just across the street), find out that on my phone card (which for some reason from that one takes 30 minutes just for being at a pay phone) doesn't have enough time on it. So I make a collect call to my mother and start crying. After she tries to calm me down, she says she'll come down to bring some change for the meter. I call AAA, and they say someone will be there in a 1/2 hr. I go into the art store, who claim that what I want does not exist. But at least I got some charcoal. Neither my mom or the locksmith have come yet, so I go across the street to Starbucks and buy myself the biggest frappuccino I've ever had. While sitting outside with my Starbucks waiting for either my mom or the guy, I get very cold (in addition to having to put another quarter in the meter every 15 minutes). My mom came and let me sit in her car. The guy came in 45 minutes vs. 30 and got me into the car. So now I am about an hour behind schedule. Somehow, trying to get out of downtown Sac, after traveling about 20 blocks, I end up near Old Sac and on a road that has no possibility of a U-turn illegal or otherwise. So I get back to where I was, start following signs to I-5, and somehow end up on green 80 and Hwy 55 going towards Reno. I called my mom to tell her I was lost. She helped some. To fix this issue, required driving back through downtown, practically retracing the steps I had originally from the store. I didn't hang up with her until I was back on 5. Fortunately the rest of the drive home was not trafficky, not even in the usual spots. I think my average speed driving back was about 80 miles an hour. I came back here at about 1:00, picked up some books for the class, went to Roberts to at least get some paper (I figured if I was going to be grossly late, I should at least be somewhat prepared for class). I got into class at 1:30. Class consisted mostly of a demo and getting pictures approved. I apologized to the teacher for being late, he said he didn't even notice (I confess for nothing!). I did get to see Kelly today. That was good. I came back into my room and drank that 24 ozer; I knew there was a reason I was holding off on consuming that. I've been so tired today between the combination of the drive and the stress, I didn't even feel slightly buzzed. In hindsight, I'm not sure that the cell phone charger they found in the room is one of ours because I think we have all of them. The location of my CDs still remains a mystery. I can't imagine where they could be! I put them in my suitcase to conserve room in my personal carry-on, and I don't know if I took them out at some point like in Reno or where to make room in my suitcase; I don't remember it. How do these important pieces of information disappear from our brains as if they didn't happen? mmmmnnnnnnhh....it's time for bed. I hate daylight savings time. Kelly had an interesting point. What fuckhead decided to take an hour of sleep away from kids the day after spring break?! Oh, and my throat has been hurting all day, even before I have had bouts of screaming, shouting every possible cussword ever, and making noises I forgot I could make that sound like the possessed child in The Exorcist. Current Mood:    tired, nervous (about the CDs), coldWhat's on: Everybody Loves Raymond - Six Feet Under |
posted by: Caper (reply)
post date: 04.04.05 (10:23 pm)
OH what a sucky day! I hope it all gets better and you find your CD's, hugs to u!
posted by: Jeremy (reply)
post date: 04.05.05 (8:34 am)
What about your trip to KY?
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