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vanillafluffy) wrote2010-09-11 05:00 pm
vanillafluffy) wrote2010-09-11 05:00 pm
Don't ever get too comfortable with the status quo
Finally got through to Unemployment, where a nice lady named Melanie got things straightened out so I SHOULD see money next week.
Met up with Big Red, collected chocolate and a WalMart gift card. Yay.
Went by 'Bunny's and collected leftovers and schmoozed. Yay.
Came home and found out my goddamned refrigerator has died. Fuckity-doo-dah. The fact that I have a whole turkey, two packkages of pork ribs, some ground beef, ground turkey and assorted other things in the freezer alone---fucked. Can you say fucked?
Nothing is ever simple, and "It's all good" never seems to last for more than five minutes or so.
I swear, I'd sell a kidney if I could find any takers. A-positive, anyone?
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11:30 PM< ETA:
I flipped the kitchen breakers on and off and, cross your fingers, everything has frozen back up and the temp is down to 20. Maybe a door was ajar...? I didn't think so, but...given the fact that this fridge was at least secondhand when I got it, I suppose I ought to start thinking about a replacement.
If that wasn't stressful enough, I headed over to church for a small soiree, and got pulled over by a sheriff's deputy who claimed that I hadn't completely stopped before a right on red. Oh, and the fact that my tag *technically* expired on my birthday...all he did was give me a warning, but I honestly didn't need that shit.
Made a helluva good deal at church: Someone brought in three rotisserie chickens for the event, and there was a whole one left over, for which I swappeed the remainder of my birthday sheet cake. (9/10ths left, and there was no way *I* could eat it single-handedly.)
.
Met up with Big Red, collected chocolate and a WalMart gift card. Yay.
Went by 'Bunny's and collected leftovers and schmoozed. Yay.
Came home and found out my goddamned refrigerator has died. Fuckity-doo-dah. The fact that I have a whole turkey, two packkages of pork ribs, some ground beef, ground turkey and assorted other things in the freezer alone---fucked. Can you say fucked?
Nothing is ever simple, and "It's all good" never seems to last for more than five minutes or so.
I swear, I'd sell a kidney if I could find any takers. A-positive, anyone?
=============================
11:30 PM< ETA:
I flipped the kitchen breakers on and off and, cross your fingers, everything has frozen back up and the temp is down to 20. Maybe a door was ajar...? I didn't think so, but...given the fact that this fridge was at least secondhand when I got it, I suppose I ought to start thinking about a replacement.
If that wasn't stressful enough, I headed over to church for a small soiree, and got pulled over by a sheriff's deputy who claimed that I hadn't completely stopped before a right on red. Oh, and the fact that my tag *technically* expired on my birthday...all he did was give me a warning, but I honestly didn't need that shit.
Made a helluva good deal at church: Someone brought in three rotisserie chickens for the event, and there was a whole one left over, for which I swappeed the remainder of my birthday sheet cake. (9/10ths left, and there was no way *I* could eat it single-handedly.)
.