I honestly just don't know what to say

I honestly just don't know what to say

I left for work Thursday morning at 5AM, and I just got back an hour ago: 3:30AM, Saturday morning. There is something so wrong with that.

Well, tomorrow I've got a meeting with my co-production coordinator--Clint got me a partner!--for the Western trailer. I'm actually pretty excited about it.

After that I move in...sometime. I'm not sure I mentioned this before, but I was supposed to put down my first payments and drop off some stuff at the new apartment on Wednesday. My landlord's worker was supposed to give me a call an hour in advance of his getting to the apartment so I would have time to drive there to meet him. He also first said he'd be there at 4PM. While I was on the phone with my parents at 7PM, my phone beeped with a message from my landlord saying that he left at 6:30 for the apartment and would be there in ten minutes. I called him back immediately after I got his message, which was after I got off the phone with my parents. That was around 7:45PM. I got his voice mail saying he wouldn't be answering his phone or checking his messages until Saturday, September 18. What the fuck is that about, I ask you?

I also need to buy furniture for my apartment. After that, I need to get drunk with a co-worker. Unfortunately I tossed her number on accident when I was clearing my pockets after work. Guess I'll have to make some phone calls tomorrow to get it again.

So I'm not sure when I'll post next. I won't have Internet right away at the new place, but I'll try to make it to an Internet cafe sometime soon if I can't get a hook up going right away. Have a good weekend, everybody, and go see Sky Captain.

Okay. It's almost 5AM, so I've got to get some sleep before tomorrow. I'm out.

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