I worked coat check tonight.
I like coat check. Coat check means tips, which means I can buy lunch tomorrow. I really like lunch. It also means not seeing any of the show, which is a bonus when you go into work with a headache and don’t feel like listening to ABBA.
Got my doctor’s appointment set up for tomorrow morning. I will be better this month. I have ten days left to do so. And I spent most of today thinking that it was the 20th. Blasted.
Printed out the application form for school. Must get my high school transcript (because apparently the grades I got ten years ago are meaningful to them) to attach to it. I think it’s up north in my filing cabinet. Or at least, it had better be, because if it’s not, then it’s gone for good. Anyhow, I’m pretty sure that’s where it is.
I need to make some new userpics. Preferably with Gir in them.