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March 28, 2000
Bad, bad, BAD mood.
What do you think of the new look? I don't know how to design my site myself, so I'm relying on Diaryland to come up with new templates. I thought this one was okay -- I was bored with the old one. Anyone out there want to teach me how to design my own?
I think it's only fair to warn you, I'm in a vile, ugly, rotten mood. It came on me last night, when I was walking to the T from class. No real reason -- my shoes were giving me blisters and I was tired, but that only warrents a mild crankiness. I was ready to start shoving people under cars by the time I got home, and it's only gotten worse today.
I think I might have been successful in renting a moving van. I'm not sure, because the guy at U-Haul was talking to me on one line, while simultaneously trying to argue speeding tickets with a DMV in Florida. He had a phone up to each ear. He kept putting me on hold, then hanging up on me. When he finally got all of my information down -- or so I thought -- he told me he'd call in a few minutes to confirm the rental. An hour later I called him... when I asked why he hadn't confirmed, he said he hadn't done the reservation yet. Why? "Well, I didn't write anything down when you called, so I didn't have the information." Ooooooookay.... I found out later that, though he told me they had no trucks at all available for the Saturday when we want to move, they actually had no reservations at all for that day. I called again, just to check. So I think I have a truck. I'm going to call them again next week, to be sure. Last thing I need is to find out on the morning of the 29th that we have no transportation.
But that little hassle is no excuse for my mood, really. I have no idea what my problem is. Even a warm cat in my lap didn't help. Barry had a bad day, so we've been sniping at each other since he got home. I'm not tired, really, but I think the best course of action is for me to go have a cigarette or three, then go to bed. And possibly stay there for the next two weeks or so.
Send me jokes or something, and hopefully that will break me out of my funk, and I can write a worthwhile entry tomorrow...
Posted by Mary Ellen at March 28, 2000 12:44 PM