jerawyn

Kill Bill 2 was good, but that wasn't a surprise, what is, is that it took me a year to see the darn thing! I hardly ever will take time to see a movie in the theater...mostly because you can't smoke in the movies. Yup, i'm lame.

I'm at work extra early today, making up for the "flake-out wednesday" where i was sick and didn't really work at all.

I've bought 16 yards of fabric and i'm planning on doing some sewing this weekend. I've have many things to make, but we'll see. I am the originatorof many grand designs, but ya know? this mundane life keeps sticking it's needy head in the door.

So here's a "haha":
9:20pm my cell phone rings..and mind you i'm "altered" and just not feeling professional...some people i don't know have clients whose home i appraised 2 years ago and they want to know if i remember and can they "have" a copy of the appraisal. (......uuh, yeah-NO!) I actually remember the house by the address they gave me, but the two nuts that called have now hooked me up to talk in a conference call to their client (the original home owners) ...about what? at this point i still have no idea what they're trying to do. Licky for me, no one answers on the 3rd line and they don't even leave them a message. It's like Guerrilla-refinance.

I give them my fax number and tell them to send me a formal request. They ask me what it will cost...and i'm thinking..."adding in the STUPID PERSON fee...it should cost you $300"...The call ended with me saying--"no, really, send a formal request, there's nothing i'm doing for you tonight. Who are you people and why are you so unorganised?"

So i'm here, there's no fax...why did they even bother?