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Aug. 21st, 2009 04:53 pmAugh tomorrow.
Nobody is answering my phone calls about calling for the "for rent" ads on the website. I've left messages and I'm pretty much pissed off that they won't even call me back. My parents both tell me that we'll work it out, but I just like having my ducks in a row. To quote![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
grrm, we can't have crooked ducks.
Speaking ofgrrm, more casting has been revealed for The Game of Thrones HBO series. As long as he is happy I am happy, or at the very least satisfied to wait on being Judgy McJudgerson, but I am excited about some of their choices. NIKOLAJ COSTER-WALDAU. HARRY LLOYD. TAMZIN MERCHANT. MARK ADDY. SEAN BEAN. JENNIFER EHLE. I'm excited excited. I think this is going to be a really good production, and if it isn't, then I will just have to cry into my pillow.
AND. And and and new season five ads for Supernatural keep popping up and I'm like, damn, is it September 10th yet? Seriously, I want it NOW.
I took my sister to Coe today, and I Twittered about how I was amazed at how little stuff she actually takes. And then she remembered her cactus but forgot the duffel bag of her clothing. (You know, the stuff left to her after Greyhound lost everything else. And apparently they're only liable for up to $250 which is bullshit.) So now I don't feel so bad because while I might have packed too much crap, at least I definitely have everything. She gave me about four hugs goodbye, but since I'm not going to see her again until Christmas, I think it's warranted.
And I definitely just realized that the worst part of this trip is going to be that my mom is going to cry. Shit.
Granted, I don't have anywhere to put it. Minor detail. So instead I'm concentrating on what I'm going to put on my iPod for the ride to New York. I have the Elvis Costello Kitty gave me. I downloaded some Mark Ronson because my interest was piqued, and I'm converting some QAF and SPN to .mp4. *awesome*
Blah.
Nobody is answering my phone calls about calling for the "for rent" ads on the website. I've left messages and I'm pretty much pissed off that they won't even call me back. My parents both tell me that we'll work it out, but I just like having my ducks in a row. To quote
grrm, we can't have crooked ducks. Speaking of
grrm, more casting has been revealed for The Game of Thrones HBO series. As long as he is happy I am happy, or at the very least satisfied to wait on being Judgy McJudgerson, but I am excited about some of their choices. NIKOLAJ COSTER-WALDAU. HARRY LLOYD. TAMZIN MERCHANT. MARK ADDY. SEAN BEAN. JENNIFER EHLE. I'm excited excited. I think this is going to be a really good production, and if it isn't, then I will just have to cry into my pillow.AND. And and and new season five ads for Supernatural keep popping up and I'm like, damn, is it September 10th yet? Seriously, I want it NOW.
I took my sister to Coe today, and I Twittered about how I was amazed at how little stuff she actually takes. And then she remembered her cactus but forgot the duffel bag of her clothing. (You know, the stuff left to her after Greyhound lost everything else. And apparently they're only liable for up to $250 which is bullshit.) So now I don't feel so bad because while I might have packed too much crap, at least I definitely have everything. She gave me about four hugs goodbye, but since I'm not going to see her again until Christmas, I think it's warranted.
And I definitely just realized that the worst part of this trip is going to be that my mom is going to cry. Shit.
Granted, I don't have anywhere to put it. Minor detail. So instead I'm concentrating on what I'm going to put on my iPod for the ride to New York. I have the Elvis Costello Kitty gave me. I downloaded some Mark Ronson because my interest was piqued, and I'm converting some QAF and SPN to .mp4. *awesome*
Blah.