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Thursday, April 25, 2002
Had I mentioned recently that I'm a humongous fucking twit? I am. Very much so. Blargh. So my recital was originally going to be tomorrow before all the idiocies broke loose and I got a concert scheduled on top of it. So I thought that I had a bit of time to work this out, since they never put down my name and I don't have to pay a transfer fee for a date I was never officially given... except for one thing: I was fairly damned sure that it was going to work, and I invited my father. And I forgot to inform him of the current situation until today. He might be here tomorrow. Shit. So I tried to email him, and of course hotmail fucked up. So I finally got the spare time to use campus email to email him at work at five today... meanwhile, he can only get mail at work... So I also just called him and left messages at home and work, but he's not at either place... (meanwhile, this is harder than it sounds--I have no calling plan, so I had to make credit card calls and it isn't supported by the campus system itself...) Shit. So for all I know he'll show up tomorrow and I'll just stare at him for a bit and finally perhaps just say, "hey, want to come to Greg Fest?" Shit shit shit. Damn. Thing is... was supposed to be at six pm, so with a nine hour drive... I thought he'd leave tomorrow early morning... but if he left today... he could be in fucking Olean already and I wouldn't know it. Shit. What the hell am I going to do if he shows up and he drove nine hours and then I have to say, "oops."? FUCK! Damn. Well, I guess there's nothing else I can do now. Stupid stupid stupid thing to do. STUPID! Can't deal with my own collossal stupidity. *Sigh*
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