The Suck Continues
Oct. 25th, 2005 03:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Another grey, grim day; another one-year check-up for Cal missed (because we're still both ill, which wouldn't help in terms of the shots they have to give him). Another screw-up in the making: The fact that my signing sheets for Thrillers II have finally arrived doesn't really mitigate the fact that I just found out A) the guy at Scene of the Crime Books (where I'll be reading and signing on Saturday, October 29) was somehow utterly unable to order my books in time for said signing and B) has been trying to tell me that for weeks but been unable to, because he throughout this time-period kept somehow phoning a number which was damn hell ass obviously not mine, since it connected to a fax signal. And he somehow only figured that out earlier today...
And now I have to go wake up Cal, who's been asleep for almost two hours. During which I did nothing except surf the Net looking for information on Ivan Milat the Australian Backpacker Murderer, because I am a fucking idiot.
I need to answer my mail. I need to sign those sheets. I need to write that outline. I need to get prepared for Friday. I need to GET FUCKING BETTER, and STAY FUCKING BETTER. Because the last two weeks have been a HUGE Goddamn waste of my time.
And now I have to go wake up Cal, who's been asleep for almost two hours. During which I did nothing except surf the Net looking for information on Ivan Milat the Australian Backpacker Murderer, because I am a fucking idiot.
I need to answer my mail. I need to sign those sheets. I need to write that outline. I need to get prepared for Friday. I need to GET FUCKING BETTER, and STAY FUCKING BETTER. Because the last two weeks have been a HUGE Goddamn waste of my time.