My stars said today would suck, and I thought they were lying.

Well, I had a lovely sleep today.

That was the highlight.

Otherwise, the day's been rather, hmm, average.

So far today: the STAT test people rang to tell me that the workshop (of dubious value) has been moved forward due to the fact that the lecturer bailed on it, and the substitute lecturer apparently has to be home before dark so the bogey man doesn't eat her.

So, I called them, to find out what they were going to do about people like myself that have already paid good money to do this workshop AT THAT TIME, and now would not be able to attend.

Instead of saying, "we can give you a refund, have you done the practice test?", she gave me a nice 5 minute spiel on all the thousands of reasons that they had to move it.

I nearly bit my tongue off trying not to say "look you loopy lady, I've just woken up, I am in no way, shape or form a morning person, and all I want to know is WILL YOU GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK???"

Eventually, she said that yes, I'd get a refund, via cheque, in about two weeks, maybe more.

Also, seeing as how I'd done the practice test, and scored decently on it, I should be OK not attending the workshop of dubious value.

Couldn't she have just said that in plain english???

If getting a university education means that I'll no longer be able to say "yes" in under 500 words, I'm not sure that I really want one.

In other news, my birthday celebrations have been moved forward to Wednesday, due to the SigOt's boss being a lying fucking arsehole.

Ok, he's not really, but I'm a tad peeved seeing as how I've rearranged the entire roster at my work to get Saturday night off to celebrate the fact that I'm another year closer to being a septuagenarian, and he now has to work.

At least this way, Neek will be able to attend.

Our new plan, is to go fishing for squid at Mandorah, go out for dinner, and then go see the new Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory movie.

If the Muppets were on, I'd go see them.

But finally, some good news. We now have access to our mailbox!!!

I can get mail! I'm so excited!

I can get my bills out BEFORE THEY'RE DUE!!!

No more nasty phonecalls. Bonanza!

AND I can retrieve my pen. And my two and a half week collection of junk mail!!

Excuse me while I go shoot myself. Or alternatively, (and more cheaply, seeing as how I would have to go purchase a gun for this exercise) I could just bury myself alive under the sheer volume of catalogues.

I'm gonna go bead some stuff. Anyone want some stuff? I got stuff.

Shiny, with beads and stuff.

Jargon, I'm all about the jargon.

And also, I've worked out that if I post a blank post at the old diaryland diary, then it will light up the buddy lists (and the lives) of anyone that had me listed over there, and they'll know I've posted!!

I'm a freaking genius!!!