Got on the wrong bus again. You'd think I'd have sorted this all out by now, but apparently I haven't. It delayed me getting laundry done by an hour. I wound up completely on the wrong end of town. When I dared to mention it to the bus driver, she lectured me on getting to the right bus like I was a five year old with one of those little notes around my neck telling the adults where I belonged.
She made me feel stupider in a stupid situation, then I got on a bus that arrived back at the terminal at the same time she did on the bus I'd just been on. So the whole rant about get on the other bus was pointless.
Then I got on the RIGHT BUS! HA!
The laundry didn't take as long as I'd estimated, so I went and got paper at the Fedex office while I waited. Cost me a pretty penny, but worth it for the poetry book.
I went home after a long stand with the laundry (it had rained and the bench was wet.) rested, had a nice lunch, vacuumed, turned around and hopped back on the bus to go to NCCU.
BUT the NCCU library wasn't OPEN today.
Dammit.
I thought, ah HA. I'll just go to Lilly over at Duke. I'm not entirely comfortable with the place like I am with NCCU but what the heck. They'll even provide me paper!
It all went swimmingly...until the manual HOLE PUNCHEY THING went and screwed up my pages.
SO, next week, I have to go down to NCCU (like I planned in the first place) and print off all 98 pages AGAIN. And hole them with an AUTOMATIC hole punchey thing.
SO, because of a bunch of HOLES in the WRONG place, I have to reprint. But it's not all bad. I can use this draft to catch all the stupid mistakes that 8 hours of staring at the collection couldn't catch. Like the 4 or 5 I've already caught. No doubt I'll catch more tomorrow.
I'm signing off. Talk to you tomorrow,
Ta,
Bec
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