And The Week From Hell Continues
Wow. Just... wow.
As if my fantasmagoric week wasn't bad enough already; last night on the drive home from rehearsal in Herndon, I got pulled over by the police. For littering.
I now look forward to my COURT APPEARANCE. I asked the officer if there was some sort of fine I could pay instead (like your run of the mill speeding ticket). He said no, it was a class 3 misdemeanor.
This is just the week from hell. It truly is. This morning at work I found out that the limo I ordered to pick up a VP went to the wrong place. My head feels like it's gonna explode in a few hours. No one of these things is enough to constitute a 'worst day'. However, compiled into the Bruticus form of crap that's been going on for the last seven days, this is now the worst week.
I feel like I should get a cake or something to commemorate the occasion. Excuse me while I go throw up.
As if my fantasmagoric week wasn't bad enough already; last night on the drive home from rehearsal in Herndon, I got pulled over by the police. For littering.
I now look forward to my COURT APPEARANCE. I asked the officer if there was some sort of fine I could pay instead (like your run of the mill speeding ticket). He said no, it was a class 3 misdemeanor.
This is just the week from hell. It truly is. This morning at work I found out that the limo I ordered to pick up a VP went to the wrong place. My head feels like it's gonna explode in a few hours. No one of these things is enough to constitute a 'worst day'. However, compiled into the Bruticus form of crap that's been going on for the last seven days, this is now the worst week.
I feel like I should get a cake or something to commemorate the occasion. Excuse me while I go throw up.
posted by Casey Jones @ 2/18/2005 08:38:00 AM
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