hyperchilled

i bussed through to spot's, bouncing to wicked beats all the way. we took a walk to the coffee shop we never got around to paying at, sat down for some, paid for both times, then walked to get toasted sandwiches.

i spoke to my mom at length - trying to get through to the states from canada has been scratched off the list of possibilities - and i'd heard such good things about american prisons! what a bummer :P

so basically, if i don't get the visa, i'll just go halfway around the world and not enter the usa. some other time. whatever. we were talking about possibly spending a week in london - another week there certainly wouldn't hurt me in any way ^_^

thanks, moonflake and schpat, for keeping me up to date with what's not hot in sa - i could actually keep up my end of that conversation with my mom!

while walking back - intending to take the bus home - we passed a really nice coffee shop, and sat down for a second round.

and your boss thought that was pr0n!

by the time we left, i wasn't so sure about the buses (i've stopped worrying about whether that's one 's' or two), so i took a cab home. i have NEVER, in my ENTIRE life, seen so many red traffic lights. the driver was going just slightly above the speed limit, and that didn't help in the slightest. another testament to the thoughtfulness of traffic planners.

mother - fuckers.

that put me back 10 more sheks than i'd expected, but i'm rich now, so what do i care? :P seriously, tomorrow's going to be interesting as far as me keeping my job is concerned. i have to tell the boss that we're stuck, and also that i'm already planning on taking 2 weeks vacation in the next two months. i've been there a week and i'm already worrying about being fired :(

either way, i'm still happy about the work i *did* get done today, so i'm going to sleep well and deal with things in the morning.