Tomorrow Is Friday
It was an eventful week-end. My week starts on Friday, that's my monday. My crazy aunt showed up on Thursday. Lots of eating. Good times.
We saw Warm Bodies. It was the worst movie I've ever seen. EVER. And I've seen a lot of bad ones. I would have walked out if I wasn't there with someone who was actually enjoying it, (my aunt). I don't recommend it. Even for rental. Although, they have pretty amazing marketing because it's apparently the number one movie.
She left today. *sigh* of relief?
I got to work this morning at -way before the butt crack of dawn- and was greeted with an ocean of purple. I heard rumors flying around that it was 1500 to fly out of New Orleans after the Super Bowl. So everyone decided to drive here and fly out. They had not slept, nor showered, nor SOBERED UP. Yesterday I talked to about 800 people, today it was 1500 people. After the seventh Raven's fan said, "you wanna see my I.D. *and proceeded to point to their raven's jersey*" I lost my sense of humor about the whole thing.
Bailey is sick. Really sick. We were going to take her to the E.R. this evening but I think she can make it until tomorrow. She hasn't eaten, though she is drinking. Looks very morose and....well, you can just tell when an animal friend isn't acting like themselves. I got home from work and found a lump in her stomach. I'm kind of freaking out. (Ginger).
I'm sore on the inside. Still. Mostly my belly button. Sucks.
We saw Warm Bodies. It was the worst movie I've ever seen. EVER. And I've seen a lot of bad ones. I would have walked out if I wasn't there with someone who was actually enjoying it, (my aunt). I don't recommend it. Even for rental. Although, they have pretty amazing marketing because it's apparently the number one movie.
She left today. *sigh* of relief?
I got to work this morning at -way before the butt crack of dawn- and was greeted with an ocean of purple. I heard rumors flying around that it was 1500 to fly out of New Orleans after the Super Bowl. So everyone decided to drive here and fly out. They had not slept, nor showered, nor SOBERED UP. Yesterday I talked to about 800 people, today it was 1500 people. After the seventh Raven's fan said, "you wanna see my I.D. *and proceeded to point to their raven's jersey*" I lost my sense of humor about the whole thing.
Bailey is sick. Really sick. We were going to take her to the E.R. this evening but I think she can make it until tomorrow. She hasn't eaten, though she is drinking. Looks very morose and....well, you can just tell when an animal friend isn't acting like themselves. I got home from work and found a lump in her stomach. I'm kind of freaking out. (Ginger).
I'm sore on the inside. Still. Mostly my belly button. Sucks.