Anyway, I didn't pack at all today. I slept. And then I woke up, had breakfast, thought about packing, and then decided that packing and Van Halen weren't both going to get done on the same day, and as I'd already promised my ex-coworkers that I'd attend (because it was sort of a work function, a rehearsal show pre-tour), I hit play on my NPR podcasts and dozed until I absolutely had to roll out the door at 7:00.
Oh, I haaaad to see Van Halen. Poor me. Truly, though, I was dubious about it. But no one had told me that DLR was, as my friend said, a frustrated Broadway aspirant. He would have looked very much at home playing Javert or the lead in The Music Man. And EVH does this thing with his guitar where it sounds like a violin, so. . .that's cool.
Anyway. Tomorrow I have this appointment with a job placement agent, and I don't want to go. I don't want to go because I don't want to go to work again so soon. So. . .whoops. Shouldn't have made that appointment two weeks ago.
I'm debating calling her tomorrow morning to cancel, so I don't waste her time, but I don't know if it's more of a waste of her time that I made an appointment that I'd cancel with one hour of notice. Ahh, I guess I'll go. And then I have to pack. Which I doooo not waaaaant.
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