I have travelled over 700 kilometres and made about 5 connections in 24 hours to get to a hospital in hopes of seeing my brother's kid-to-be become a kid, then back here. Sadly, baby was stubborn and my trip was more or less for naught. I managed to drag myself in from the north only two hours late. Producers were sadly having a meeting with a new writer at the time - but I'm actually here, which could be considered better than H, who's managed to sleep in again - this time, well past noon. Still haven't seen him yet.
So, I got my vitally important credits crap done and over with. Excellent. Now, I am here for the rest of the day - tired, grouchy and desperately wanting to be at home with the cats. All I've wanted since last night was to go -home- already. And now, I have four to four-and-a-half hours to wait... plus the joy of taking transit home. Maybe today is a good day for an actual real, live lunch break in which I read my book and zone.
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you need comfort food - may i suggest mac and cheese?
i am home with pink eye ... damn rotten kids (aka germ spreaders)
congrats on being an aunt!
Ew. Pink eye sucks!
I got a wrap, but it was cheesy goodness.
And thank you! I am one via in-laws, but go figure that I'd be more excited about my responsible 29-year-old brother's kid than my 18-year-old (at the time) in-law's kid. Aiee.
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