My rainy day craft box

Feels like there's a lot to update on, but it's late in the day and I feel like going to bed so I'll be brief. Friday night was my mom's play and it went surprisingly well given all the obstacles they've had. I was expecting a rather standard British parlor mystery and instead was treated to very engaging morality piece in the tradition of the best classic Twilight Zone episodes. It's called An Inspector Calls by J.B. Priestly and if you ever get a chance to see it performed, I suggest you do so.

Saturday's efforts mostly centered around dolling me up for tommorrow's interview. (*Cue Shatner voice* Nerves... can't stop twitching! Bowels... working... too well!) Got a whip-smart professional haircut and found a thirty-four dollar dress shirt on sale for fifteen. YaY! I decided to go ahead and wear the suit I have. If they don't like it... well, they're not gonna say they don't like it, so I won't know. But I think it looks nice and gets the job done so we'll see how it goes. I didn't feel like doing much more shopping after buying the shirt anyway. It was one of those deals where I kept switching lines at the cash register because the others were flowing and the one I was in wasn't moving, only to have the line I moved to stop moving as the person in front of me decided to apply for a store credit card, haggle over a mismarked tag, etc. Particularly wearisome was the woman and her teenaged daughter who looked like they could have been sisters. She was quite the Action MILF, but lo and behold she left her store credit card in St. Josepth, MO where she lives and was all in lather because she wasn't able to use it and get that fifteen percent off on Daughter Dear's pile-o-sweaters. You try spending fifteen minutes standing behind Action MILF and Daughter Dear because you want to buy one lousy shirt and see if YOU feel like looking for a matching suit!

Sunday was a fatass barbecue at megiloth's; the perfect opprotunity to feed my fat ass! In attendance were yaqui, thanis_bloodsto, adonijah74, greenwavedave, pinkfaeriestars, and some other non-LJ users whom I didn't recognize. Der Uberreiniger had to hold in the bulk of his usual obscenities due to the presence of someone's teenaged daughter, but the day still held entertainment enough. Yes, the KC Chief's loss against Buffalo was so terrible that it actually was really entertaining. It's sad when your team gets beat so bad that the high point of the game is using TiVo to watch a husky stadium security guard get wiped out by sliding touchdown again and again and again.

After commesting much meat and charming the party goers with my inimicable personality I went to kakita_shisumo's for gaming. After much bloody combat the last two sessions this game our characters went to a sexy shinding. It was turning out to be a lahv-ley pah-tay until my character went and began delivering prophecies of destruction and great plague. Worst of all, I think that chick liked me. She was made of stone and probably had a lot of miles on her, but damn, she had a sexy husky voice. Oh well, easy come, easy go.

This morning consisted of me getting fucked over by me ex-bank, but I'll spare the boring details on that. I will say this. It's interesting how every single ATM transaction I've ever made while at that bank has credited to my account instantly; the moment the bank opens the next morning at the latest. Yet suddenly, when I empty my account, ATM transactions "may take 1-3 business days" and I'm sucking overdraft charges like they were buttermilk.

After that I think it is definately time to go to bed. The sooner I do, the sooner tomorrow comes. The sooner tomorrow comes, the sooner the damned interview gets over with.