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It was the best of weeks...

...it was the worst of weeks.

Last week was the best of weeks. This week... well, let's see. I wake up Tuesday with a sore throat from Hell. Barely able to speak, along with a general feeling of malaise that makes being at work a torture. So far, not much in the way of meds have helped, other than allowing me some level of sleep at night while my body is wanting me to scream in agony.

Then of course, to add misery, I get a flat tire on the way in to work. Since I ride a bicycle, it's not THAT painful (at least I can get my bike to work) and while it only took 15 minutes to change it (we've got a nice little bike shop close to work), still it's an additional cost I didn't need to have to deal with. Ah well... guess all the good time in Austin has to be paid for somehow.

Ah well... the plans for Vegas continue. The ounce is busy plotting her agenda and conspiring with her fellow criminals, while I'm wincing at the bank account from time to time. I should know better than to suggest things to her, but what the hell, she's been wanting to go to the national event for so long now, this seemed like a perfect chance to.

Besides, knowing my usual luck, I'll likely succeed in augmenting the funds while I'm there. *chuckle*


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Dec. 3rd, 2005 09:06 am (UTC)
Of course the ounce is plotting with her co-conspirators. :) Did you expect anything less?

And, of course, you gotta hit the Mirage and NYNY. Did -I- expect anything less?
Dec. 4th, 2005 09:10 pm (UTC)
So, if I pretend to give you a grand, will you play it and give me the proceeds? If you do really well, I might even be able to give you the grand that I pretended to give you in the first place.
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