Major cramps/back aches/ headaches/ nausea/general unpleasantness + seven Target hours = JEWHQW3TRQWU X`WTDRQW!!!!! *dead*
Yes, it sucks. Additionally, I missed art class today, not willingly mind you.... my fucking alarm didn't go off this morning. I have still yet to find out why.
Also, I called Scholastic in Soho NYC to reserve a copy of HPDH... no go. I have to do it in person. WTF!? I live in Florida, it's not like I can jump on the subway and reserve a damn copy! And I'm sure I won't be the only person traveling to NYC for the release so I bet they're gonna have a lot of rabbid fans ringing away trying to reserve a copy. Seriously! Who's the fucking idiot!!? You NEED to be able to reserve copies over the phone! HELLO! It does not make sense to me at all. Of course I sent them a complaint.... and I better have a reserved copy of it soon god damnit!
So yeah, crappy day started of craptastically to be culminated in the ultimate craptacular crapfest.
*- Please excuse lack of organized grammar. Our client gets like this every so often. I would also suggest not taking any of her insults or threats seriously.
Sincerely,
Angelica's Common Sense of Decency