Katie didn’t show last night. Normally I wouldn’t comment, but I am really disappointed. She called Jeff but not me.
Jeff, at least, was appropriately sympathetic when this piece of intelligence reduced me to hysterics.
I finally got that huge whack of bank draft out of the house and into the hands of the financial dude.
A couple of people want Tarot readings at work today.
I’ve got four days off now. I’m going to drop out of blogging for at least a couple of days, or until I can think of something cheerful to say, whichever comes first.
