Ah, Friday. I love Friday. When Friday rolls around that means I have two whole days to do anything I want. Usually I waste them on sleeping too late and then skulking about my apartment. I'm going ot try to not do that this weekend. I'm really trying to put this productivity thing into action. Maybe I'll even finish putting away my Christmas presents this weekend. I guess I sort of have to. The girls are coming for book club on Sunday.
The other day I left work at 17:08. I know because I looked at my car clock. My car clock is European so it likes to use all 24 hours. At any rate, I left work at 17:08 and when I got home the clock said 17:11. I had caught a lot of green lights so for a split second the clock tricked me into thinking I had made it home in 3 minutes, until I remembered that even when I catch the green lights it still takes me at least 10. My digital clock just stopped working for no good reason. It was 17:11 for about a day and a half until I was on my way to rehearsal the other night and it just started flickering and then the whole display showed up telling me it was 18:88 and -88.8 degrees. I don't know why things just stop working on my car. It's infuriating. The radio hardly even plays radio anymore let alone CDs or even tapes. I don't know what to do. Also, it makes me late to things because I have no idea what time it is.
Tonight I was going downtown to a show which I was told was at 10:00 (or 22:00, if you will). I thought I left in plenty of time but the roads were snowy and I have a phobia of parking so I parked way too far away solely because I was aware of a structure there that there's always space in. I got out of my car and started walking down the street in the freezing cold. After about 7 minutes of chattering teeth and the clip-clopping of my boots I check my phone for the time and see that it's 10:05. I decided to turn around and just go home because I was tired and had had enough adventure for the evening. I was supposed to meet Nick so I texted him that I was too late and then turned around and trudged all the way back to my car. Just as I got back to it Nick calls and tells me the show is actually at 11:00. I thought about walking back but the decided that was stupid and I must face my fear of driving around in circles forever and parallel parking. It was easy peasy though. Fears are stupid. On the plus side I did get a lovely walk in and took some pictures of Kzoo for this blog. The show was entertaining and now I'm going to go to sleep because it's how I roll.
The other day I left work at 17:08. I know because I looked at my car clock. My car clock is European so it likes to use all 24 hours. At any rate, I left work at 17:08 and when I got home the clock said 17:11. I had caught a lot of green lights so for a split second the clock tricked me into thinking I had made it home in 3 minutes, until I remembered that even when I catch the green lights it still takes me at least 10. My digital clock just stopped working for no good reason. It was 17:11 for about a day and a half until I was on my way to rehearsal the other night and it just started flickering and then the whole display showed up telling me it was 18:88 and -88.8 degrees. I don't know why things just stop working on my car. It's infuriating. The radio hardly even plays radio anymore let alone CDs or even tapes. I don't know what to do. Also, it makes me late to things because I have no idea what time it is.
Tonight I was going downtown to a show which I was told was at 10:00 (or 22:00, if you will). I thought I left in plenty of time but the roads were snowy and I have a phobia of parking so I parked way too far away solely because I was aware of a structure there that there's always space in. I got out of my car and started walking down the street in the freezing cold. After about 7 minutes of chattering teeth and the clip-clopping of my boots I check my phone for the time and see that it's 10:05. I decided to turn around and just go home because I was tired and had had enough adventure for the evening. I was supposed to meet Nick so I texted him that I was too late and then turned around and trudged all the way back to my car. Just as I got back to it Nick calls and tells me the show is actually at 11:00. I thought about walking back but the decided that was stupid and I must face my fear of driving around in circles forever and parallel parking. It was easy peasy though. Fears are stupid. On the plus side I did get a lovely walk in and took some pictures of Kzoo for this blog. The show was entertaining and now I'm going to go to sleep because it's how I roll.
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