FML

Did a 1 hour interview with Julian Sher, who wrote a book about Steven Truscott. The recorder recorded dead air. After we tested it. Successfully. I have random test conversation with Aileen recorded. FML Wen to the bank to drop off the deposit. Hobo was asleep on the floor. We decided to go in... with an $800 deposit. I dialled 911 in anticipation. We went into the bank, and the hobo arose. He screamed, "What the fuck are you guys doing in here." In all the excitement, I hit send on my phone, and called 911. I told them the situation, and they said they'd transfer me to the police. Instead, they hung up on me. FML I'm doing a research project, "How to interview the wrongfully convicted" Tomorrow, Vanessa and I are interviewing Harold Levy, a retired journalist who now blogs about The Dr. Charles Smith case and other wrongfully convicted cases. Aileen found him on facebook. He invited us into his home for the interview. He's lured us there with free bagels. If Vanessa and I go missing, remember, Harold Levy should be RIGHTFULLY accused. Or Aileen. She arranged the whole meeting. She's Irish, and cannot possibly go out tomorrow moring for an interview. FML? We'll see

Random happenings

After work, went to bank for business. Didn't even make it in the door. Hobo asleep in bank. Ahhh...only in Scarborough. Last night went outside. When accosted by RACCOON. Was blocked in at side entrance, by cars in the driveway. Just me and a raccoon in an area the size of a large bathroom. Needless to say, decided I was going to stay in for the evening. Broke lent today. Although, technically, no lent on Sundays. I am going to hell in a handbasket. I hope you're happy, Satan. I INDULGED in coffee w/ Irish whisky and whipped cream, LINDT chocolate, and my FAV Cadbury mini eggs. I feel so bad and dirty. BTS 2mor. (back to school...and I feel soooooo unaccomplished...) Thinking... that since no one is REALLY reading this, I will chronicle a week in the life of Veronica, Pro-crastinator to the stars. Could be boring. Thinking I should start this NEXT Monday, cause the first week back really won't be an accurate measure of my life, seeing that I am caught up on sleep, and in a chillllll mood. and, am hyped-up on caffeine. Damn you Lucifer.