I hate lack of communication.
Mar. 30th, 2003 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hermionesviolinDude, this is why Meredith and i take the bus; when other people get involved it always leads to badness.
But i made it home fine and i already totally bitched to my parents, so i'll spare you all.
Still pissy, though, largely 'cause i still have shitloads of stuff to do.
Grr.
[edit] I was catching up on e-mail and my Saturday's BeliefNet horoscope says:
But i made it home fine and i already totally bitched to my parents, so i'll spare you all.
Still pissy, though, largely 'cause i still have shitloads of stuff to do.
Grr.
[edit] I was catching up on e-mail and my Saturday's BeliefNet horoscope says:
CANCER (Jun 21–Jul 22): You can tell that the weekend just isn’t going to happen the way you’d like. This is going to be a study in letting up on control and going with the flow. Your nervous system may be fraying around the edges from all the tension you’ve been holding. Schedule some time to surround yourself with nature, soothing music or just plain silence.Also, if you want the long story of my return to Northampton, it's in convenient numbered list format in the comments section.
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The bus sucks sometimes too, but at least they're responsible to their paying customers.
Since you asked, here's the story.
Date: 2003-03-30 02:15 pm (UTC)2) My uncle Miles and his wife were gonna be in town this weekend for a convention so he offered to drive me back. By this time i knew of tonight's 7pm House Meeting, though, and they would be leaving too late to get me back in time.
3) The weather starts threatening snow and Ginny doesn't wanna drive in bad weather. She says she'll drive me to Framingham bus station from which i can get a bus home, though. Saturday night she says she'll what the weather's like in the morning and all.
4) Sunday morning she hasn't called and i have found out that Framingham wants advance reservations and costs more than from South Station. My mom plans to go into work today anyway, so she says she'll drive me in. She's not familiar with driving around South Station, though, so we go through 3 different plans as to how to get me to South Station, finally working one out.
5) We go to church. I would have started with, "Can you take Elizabeth to Northampton?" even though all morning we had been working on the assumption that the weather would be too bad for Ginny to drive, but instead my mother starts off telling Ginny that she's going into work anyway so she'll just take me into South Station and i can get a bus from there.
6) We get back from church (10am service, back around 11:30) and i check for messages on the phone. Message from Ginny, 8:19am, saying she'll take me to Northampton, leaving right after church. !!! One of these days my father will consistently check for messages after he gets offline. (We have that phone service thing so that if the phone line is occupied, say when someone's online, someone can leave a message.)
Oh, and one of Ginny's e-mails mentioned taking my grandmother, which i wasn't consulted about. My mom pointed out that Ginny will then have company on the drive back, which makes sense, but a 2-hour drive with Ginny and my grandma is not exactly my favorite way to spend an afternoon. I really quite enjoy being myself on the bus and getting to sleep or read, and it's not all that expensive (yay to Peter Pan and their student discounts), so this was really not a major trauma, but i really like having a plan. As i said to my parents as we drove into Boston, driving is almost always faster than taking the bus but rarely worth the hassle.
aren't you the fiesty rebel?
I told you to just post the entire comment, but NO, you just refer to it and make the reader do all the work. Pfffft.
"Oh, God, what have I done? They're never gonna speak to me again!"
Re: "Oh, God, what have I done? They're never gonna speak to me again!"
Re: "Oh, God, what have I done? They're never gonna speak to me again!"
thou art "fiesty rebel"