White Trash Queen training this morning was painful, in the sense that I've had about 4.5 hours of sleep with nothing to show for it---no food, no swag, no overtime. Blergh. On the other hand, I did, as usual have intelligent contributions to make to the discussion---management may quibble with my handle time, but they can't say I'm apathetic, even while semi-conscious.
This evening, I called S---I haven't spoken with her since shortly after that last disasterous canasta game---she was rational and coherent, and needs me to schnauzer-sit next weekend (23rd thru 26th, $10 a day, and I'm NOT turning that down). Yeah, I *thought* it was about that time again---they have a bluegrass festival they attend every year.
Heard from GK---apparently she scored a bunch of NWT tops in my size for a ridiculously low price---which is great, but I wish the Universe would send a few good skirts/pairs of pants my way!
Can't think of anything else, but that may be the sleep deprivation....
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}