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Aug. 22nd, 2008
Fictional universe meme
Aug. 22nd, 2008 02:48 pmStolen from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sionnain. Pick a fictional universe (or as many as you like), and answer. Of course, the questions assume you're a straight chick. Feel free to alter as you see fit.( I chose the new DW/Torchwood universe )
sionnain. Pick a fictional universe (or as many as you like), and answer. Of course, the questions assume you're a straight chick. Feel free to alter as you see fit.( I chose the new DW/Torchwood universe )(no subject)
Aug. 22nd, 2008 06:57 pmThis weekend is NOT off to a good fucking start.
I packed up my purse last night to go out, and put my keys in there. When I switched my stuff back to my backpack this morning, I apparently forgot to put the keys in the backpack. I found this out only when I got back to my apartment at 5:30. I was hoping that MAYBE, just MAYBE,pierceheart (who has a date tonight) might be in the area or even still at work, and that it wouldn't be a big deal for him to come let me in. But no. I tried my landlord's son, who lives on the third floor. No answer at his door or his phone. pierceheart had to come up here with miss_lisa_ma to let me in. Both of them looked really pissed off. Not that I blame them a bit. I feel like such an utter fucking MORON, and such a self-centered twat. I should have just said, "fuck it, I won't interrupt his date, he can let me in when he comes home from work tomorrow night", and tried to find a friend whose house I could stay at overnight. I should have done that, but I didn't. I didn't think of doing that until I'd already heard back from him.
I'm going to work my ass off tomorrow on the unpacking and cleaning up, and tonight too, as soon as I calm down enough to eat dinner and have a drink to calm me down a little more. That's the least I can do to start making it up to the boy.
I packed up my purse last night to go out, and put my keys in there. When I switched my stuff back to my backpack this morning, I apparently forgot to put the keys in the backpack. I found this out only when I got back to my apartment at 5:30. I was hoping that MAYBE, just MAYBE,
pierceheart (who has a date tonight) might be in the area or even still at work, and that it wouldn't be a big deal for him to come let me in. But no. I tried my landlord's son, who lives on the third floor. No answer at his door or his phone. pierceheart had to come up here with miss_lisa_ma to let me in. Both of them looked really pissed off. Not that I blame them a bit. I feel like such an utter fucking MORON, and such a self-centered twat. I should have just said, "fuck it, I won't interrupt his date, he can let me in when he comes home from work tomorrow night", and tried to find a friend whose house I could stay at overnight. I should have done that, but I didn't. I didn't think of doing that until I'd already heard back from him.I'm going to work my ass off tomorrow on the unpacking and cleaning up, and tonight too, as soon as I calm down enough to eat dinner and have a drink to calm me down a little more. That's the least I can do to start making it up to the boy.