Fourteen hours until I leave for Vegas. I should be happy, right? I am not looking forward to a) spending the money that I REALLY do not need to spend, b) faking happiness until I puke on myself, and c) being around family, friends and a mother that all care about me. Reason C is lame, but I am not ready to talk about everything... and if the fake happiness falls through on me, I am going to be force to 'talk about it'. Eh.
I just pulled fifteen-hundred from my 'moving fund' to pay some bills (and a few hundred for Vegas). I was doing real good today until I saw a grand leave my wallet and head for the mailbox. Ouch. If I pull out another dollar, I am going to have to give blood in order to have enough money to move.
I also have not packed yet. What do you bring to Vegas? The news said that it was going to be 110+ degrees. I don't think I will be outside much.
Had a talk with the boss today. Looks like I will be retaining my hard-earned webmaster title for TRS, OHP, and OTS. That will be a nice trickle of money coming in.
Vern (my office mate) is going to the East coast for next week, so it will be lonely in 'the pit'... aka my office. Only good thing is that I will be able to listen to whatever music I want... and as loud as I want.
To-do list tonight: pack, ATM, get film... mail bills.