[livejournal.com profile] eor mentioned this morning that Dr. Wu's office called yesterday to confirm my appointment tomorrow.  (Dr. Wu.  Honestly.  I keep singing that damned Steely Dan song.  And remembering that I've read several sci-fi stories where there's a Dr. Wu in the background.  But when Eor said it this morning I heard "Dr. Who" and I thought he was joking, or telling me another one of his dreams, since it was the very first thing out of his mouth when he woke up.)  They rescheduled that appointment for tomorrow when I was there last Friday (this coming one is a follow-up) to a later time, (confused yet?) but I've neglected, in between times, to reschedule my time-off request.  Mainly because I lost the card they gave me and I can't remember what time it was for.  I started digging around on my bedside table looking for the card, tossing out old receipts left and right, and realized that some of the receipts I was about to toss were bottle slips.  Bottle slips, from returning bottles!  That's like tossing out money!  In this case, over $2, which is two Powerball tickets.  (Because I only buy a lottery ticket when I have money from returning bottles.  It's my weird little rule)  I went off to find my purse to stash the bottle slips in, and then started berating myself that if I cared about throwing away money I wouldn't have overdrawn my bank account to the tune of a $112 fee - that is really like throwing money away, and I can't believe the bank still lets me use my card when I'm overdrawn, it's just because they're asses who want to score off me for some more fees, etc, etc. 

I have no idea what finally reminded me that I still have to call Dr. Wu's office.  Some neuron actually fired in my memory center, which is very unusual for me. 

I've been up for two hours.  So far I have
-Responded to a new member on binne
-Responded to a hoax email sent me by a co-worker (with the Snopes page about it)
-Done testing on the Yahoo version of binne to make sure I know how to use it as an email group.  (Yeah, yeah, I should have done this ages ago.  In fact, I may have, but my memory being what it is, I had to re-learn the process.)
-Read some of the scenes [livejournal.com profile] bravecows has written from epic fanfics suggested to her by her f-list.

I have NOT:
-Showered.
-Stretched/Exercised.
-Eaten (and suddenly I'm starved).
-Written to all the people I have to write to ([livejournal.com profile] matushan, [livejournal.com profile] cygny and my friend Ronnie are at the top of the list).
-Um.  Called the Dr.'s office.  Right, right, I know, but I've been making a post. 
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