Whelmed

Austin's 3rd birthday was today. We were almost an hour late. I was supposed to do the facepainting, but Olivia had pretty bad diaper rash, so we had to give her an un-planned-for-bath, which put us behind. then of course it's one thing after another. the barista took forFUCKINGever when i got coffee, the guy at the atm before ezra had to deposit like 1000 single dollar bills one by one into his account or something, so yeah, i am an irritated ball of fucking stress.

grr.

class is almost done. the last stupid touches have to be done to the manuscript, then it'll go to graphics monday morning. that'll be a HUGE relief. maybe i will be able to like hanging out with richard once this is all over. (no offence if you read this.)...