So, this week is also over, which means . . . I've been procrastinating the top item of my to do list for 16 weeks! Sixteen weeks, people! If this were a human fetus it would be around 14cms long and weight 200-300gms, have a humanoid appearance and we could totally now if it's a boy or a girl. Can you believe how fast time goes by?
But be disappointed no more, for I have already made some advances in this matter. Today I finally called a computershop and asked about the prices and all, Unfortunately, well, it's Saturday, and of the three ones I called none answered. I sent an email to two of them, with Chloe's specifications and a brief explanation of the situation. Hopefuly I'll hear of them by Monday. However, if I don't there's not much I can do since I'm on call that day. It will have to wait until Tuesday, when, no matter how tired I am or how shitty I look I shall have a definite answer about my options with Chloe.
And so it goes.
I can't keep this up. I have to tatto my self carpe diem on my forehead. Or even better, I should hire an assistant to remind me of doing all this crap. Or even better, I could hire this assistand and she would totally do all this boring but necesary crap for me. I wonder if my assistant could also take my clothes for dry cleanning. I've been driving around for about 3-4 weeks with a pair of blouses, a trouser and a conforter that need to be dry cleaned. I also owe about 20dlls in late return fines at my school's library, 'cause I'm just incaplable of remembering when it's time to renew the books online. Oh, and before my mama came visiting (oh right, I didn't say, my mama came visit. There, now you know) I had been sleeping on barely half my bed since the rest was occupied with a pile of clean clothes waiting to be folded (God, I hate folding) and placed in my closet. I'm such a mess, I could go on and on with this things.
Argh, I need to find a way to be more organized. I can't go like these any longer.
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