Crying Christ on a Crutch!
So I find out today that I have to be in Vernon on Monday. Nice. This company sucks royal monkey balls. The meeting is at 1:00 so I outright lied to my boss and told him that the first flight from Vancouver was full (the first flight would mean getting to the airport at 7 a.m., arriving in Vernon at 9:00 and sitting around in that stinkhole excuse for an office for four hours with nothing to do) and that I *had* to take the flight that arrives at noon. I'm still stuck there for hours after the meeting since the flight home doesn't leave until 6:50 p.m.. This pisses me off because it fucks up my plans to take pictures at Skank on Sunday night. I'll still go, but I won't be able to stay much past midnight.
On the plus side, though, I thought I had a dentist appointment today and it isn't for another two weeks. I didn't want to go to the dentist today.
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Nice.
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Well, I'll have to make sure we play some damn good music for you guys and get it hopping well before you have to leave.