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girlofprey) wrote2018-09-18 11:19 pm
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Well. My eye's still not better. My parents kept me up last night arguing about packing, then woke me up this morning arguing about packing. Then they went on holiday, but not before deciding the most important stuff they really needed to tell, that they definitely couldn't tell me over the phone, had to be said right as I was going upstairs to take a shower so I could get ready for work. That we were running out of loo rolls. Not to leave the garage door up too high. All my dad's computer and bank passwords for some reason. Following on from this, and showering around my bad eye, I was late getting ready. Then I remembered mum and dad had gone on holiday, so I couldn't ask her to feed the cat, I had to do it. So I did do it. Then I was late leaving the house. I had to run for the train, and only just caught it. I got into work to find my boss had gone off for a half-day, but had left an email from our new Head of Facilities, asking me to explain the entire car park system, and asked me to get that back to him by the end of the day if possible. Great job for my first day back after a break. He said I could sit in the office to do it, but that doesn't make much difference if I still have to watch the desk, and keep an eye out for visitors and stuff. I had to catch up on a few other things from over the weekend too, including all the stuff people had done that basically undid what I did before I left. Because I was trying to get the big email out of the way by the end of the day, and make sure I hadn't made any mistakes or written it too long-windedly or made it sound like gobbledigook, I left work late. My train, which is generally late and always on the same platform just the other side of the ticket barriers, was today on a much further platform, and certainly left on time this time, meaning that I missed it. I had to wait for the next train. Which was late.
But other than that it's been a great day.
I had a dream last night that Wilson Fisk was some really clean cop's soulmate, and then woke up and remembered I kind of ship him with Matt Murdock. That was a heartbreaking realisation.
But other than that it's been a great day.
I had a dream last night that Wilson Fisk was some really clean cop's soulmate, and then woke up and remembered I kind of ship him with Matt Murdock. That was a heartbreaking realisation.