A bad dream and a long meme

The Couch of Closure in our living room, (don't ask) also seems to be the Keeper of Really Fucked Up Dreams.

( Dream, cut for grossness )

And now, your early Monday memesheepage:

( Firsts lasts and currents )

Misadventures

So this afternooon (like about 11:45 - that counts) sundart decides she wants to make the family pancakes. Except we had no eggs. birkwelch offers to go get us some, but sundart refuses this offer - a) birkwelch might get lost, and b) she needed to head to Paradise Copies and copy her story anyway. After some prodding she gets me to go with her under the auspices of "hang out time" and to go get prints of the six flags pictures.

So we stop at iris photo first, sixty out of 110 digital pix in tow. I go in, march up to the Alladin machine, pop in my CD and spend about fifteen minutes selecting and cropping down (somehow digital pictures never seem to fit within the prescribed sizes of normal photos), hit "done" the job gets sent off... no receipt pops up.

Uh oh.

I let the guys behind the counter know what happened. Much to the annoyance of the two tall blond bimbettes waiting in line behind me for the machine he has to restart it. After some quibbling behind the counter as to whether my job actually sent, they tell me, nope, I have to reenter the job. Which means that i have to reenter, recrop, and respecify quantities for sixty pics.

*bangs head on wall*

So I wait for the bimbettes to finish their pics, and then I get to go again. I get everything entered, with the help of sundart, and then she oh so helpfully hist the back button a few extra times than necessary.

Guess who has to do this all over again.

(sundart is officially cursed. I'm not going to say how, but if it works, it might put a serious crimp in her week.)

Do this AGAIN. get my reciept, get a discount (yeah, beeyotch) get out of there. An hour later. And its threatening rain.

We go to Paradise, get the copies, then go to state street for breakfast ingredients. Of course, once we were done at State street it was thurdering, lightning and pouring.

Well, hopefully the rest of my day will be less... aggravating.