Spider Pig

I'm having a not-so-good day. I can't call Mikhael and complain; never mind, he just called.

I feel slightly better, but I'm still in a bad mood.

First, my new sunglasses broke. Five days after the last day that I could return them. I'm going to try to epoxy the frame together (assuming I can find my epoxy), and if not, Mikhael says he'll buy me a new pair. Thank you, baby :)

Then, I went to Sportchek. Along the way I realized that I had left my journal at home (shock, horror) and I didn't have the pictures that I was going to take to Grandma. At Sportchek they told me that they were one manager short and because of that they didn't have time to look at resumes and they'd call me in a couple weeks. Feeling rather impatient, I wandered across the parking lot to Smart Set and inquired about positions there. I'm dropping off a resume tomorrow.

Mom told me to check Haney for work clothes, but I didn't find anything, because it has about three clothing stores. I did wander into Bryan's and I saw my dress again, only with pale green trim instead of brown.

The heat just made everything worse. When I got home, Frick looked as if she were about to die.

Antigone in the mail today. Now I'm just missing Blood Wedding.