dizzy-dame's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This, that and the other. I got a call from the apartment complex yesterday, telling me if I want to get the apartment I have to get someone to cosign with me. Suck. Fortunately, my dad is willing to do that. Monday morning we�ll play the mad fax game, trying to get everything in on time. Of course, we�re doing this with our fingers crossed that his credit doesn�t get in the way. Like I said. Suck. I was supposed to have another date with 2 Hour Away Guy, who is really, technically, 3 Hour Away Guy, but he found out mid-week that he had to work today, so making a three hour drive out here, then a three hour drive back home was kind of pointless, considering. I�m not sure which of us was more disappointed with the development. In any case, we�re hoping that we can cash in the rain check two weeks from now. Damn busy schedules, and their meddling ways. Damn them. In still other news, I bought a dress last night. I. Bought. A. Dress. Those of you that know me are probably fanning your faces and gasping from shock. As for those of you that don�t really know me that well, dresses are like my kryptonite. I never wear them. They sap me of my will to live, and leave me a shallow husk of what I once was. But, this particular dress was cute, I was feeling girly, and besides, it was as good an excuse as any to buy a new pair of clunky sandals. That�s my story and I�m sticking to it. 11:16 AM - March 20, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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