| | | | | Thursday, August 05, 2004 |
a day in the life
| Today was a day... Nothing much happened, really. I love basketball camp, it keeps them busy for so long! Doing some quick math here, I work from 7:30am to 5pm, so that's nine and a half hours. One is at basketball camp from 8-noon the other from 3pm-5pm, so that is a total of 6 hours out, and then there is an hour of rest, and then transportation takes up an hour and a quarter of the day, so I only have about two hours and fifteen minutes with the two of them all day! Not bad...
Today I engaged in a ritual called the totalling up of bills. Every month we sit down and people bring out their receits and figure out how much everyone owes one another. I know this may sound silly, but other than the electricity and phone bill (and the food bill) I think this process is unneccessary. I think I get this from my mother... I don't see the need to calculate gas milage, I tend to take gas money when I can get it, and otherwise don't really care. And with extra food (the party supplies for Pat) if I bought it, I don't see the need to charge people four dollars for it, I like Pat, I think she is worth the price of smores (that I don't eat). But nope, we sit there and total and total. Bleh!
Bertha wants to know when I am leaving so our landlady can inspect... argh. I really dislike it here. My room is such a mess, it drives me nuts but I have no energy to clean it. Now my whole mentality is wait until I am moving out, and then throw shit out by the truckload, and do better in my new place (I used to be cleaner!). Lata is home, but Katrina is monopolizing her, and I don't want to talk to Katrina (have had it with both Katrina and Bertha, I am glad Bertha is going home ... tomorrow!). Sigh, she left and this place was empty, and now that she's back I don't want to share so I don't talk at all.. sigh. Sterling is apparently still sleeping (either he turned in for the night or he went out and forgot to change his away message). Frank is coming down tomorrow, for the weekend. Not sure where he plans on staying. Well I am sick of this... so I am going to bum around for an hour before bed.
posted by Amber at 9:53 PM
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