AKA Rasher's jornal-thingy. Want to go back?
Today, I've moved a handy 2200 kgs of roof tiles onto the roof of my parents garage/shed. That is, I moved them from the ground up to the bottom of the roof, and my father took them from there to around the roof. Some more to move tomorrow, and then we start distributing them evenly on the roof, rather than the handy 8-piece 23kg lumps they're in now.
Needless to say, my arms (and legs) are killing me. Just hope it's not too bad, in the morning.
Today I had my last exam of this year, and now it's holiday time until the end of August when I've completely forgotten everything. The exam went suprisingly well, I think - results will not be available for another couple of weeks.
That's it, nothing else happened so far today.
Today was just a long string of unfortunate events, one after another. For starters, I got up somewhat later than I had planned to, but that's not the worst thing that can happen, but you'll see later how that came back to haunt me.
After that, I was in a bit of a rush, because I wanted to get the time to go shopping for a Lord Of the Rings 1-3 boxed set (2-disc versions) for 99 DKK and still have time left before I had to be at work.
Well arrived at Kvickly, I found the DVDs and a few other items, but when I was checking out, it turned out I had no cash and had left my credit card at home. The checkout person was cool enough about it, and I just had to fetch my card at home and pay somewhere else in the shop.
So I raced home, found the card after looking through everything and hurried back. By now, the time where I was supposed to be at work was nearing dangerously fast and I was getting somewhat stressed out. Paid for everything and went home again.
Bummer. Turns out I locked myself out of my apartment in my rush to find the card and get back. So now I have frozen goods and no key to get to the other side of the door. Called to see if I could get hold of a spare key (which I have placed strategically close to me), but noone was home, so that's my cunning plan foiled right there.
In the end, I just had to go to work and use some left-over uniform that was lying around there. Luckily there's a huge freezer there with plenty of room for my stuff.
Ind the end though, I did manage to buy the LoTR set, get to work and home again. I guess everything panned out afterall, but with a lot of additional stress that I really didn't need.
I just imported all my old posts from Livejournal into this journal for no very good reason.
I'm thousand miles away from the one I really want to be with, and everything is broken.
I'm such an idiot.