Ok, so here is the briefing for fateful last week:

The phone is dead at home, again… This has been a completely sucky weekend, and seems that it wont get better anytime sooner…

Tuesday: Took the afternoon off to accomplish some official personal dealings. Light, water, phone… Let’s see the outcome…

Wednesday: Work has been busy, too busy. In the afternoon the director asked me if I wanted to go to the trip to Carolina. I thought “so someone cancelled?” and after thinking about it for an hour I decided to go… After all, the work I wanted to complete could not e completed because the people would be at the activity… And I thought I deserved to relax and enjoy the show (especially since it was a rarity that for the first time in some years I have not been part of the making of the show committee). So I said yes to the invitation. I went home early so I would sleep… A foolish attempt to rest, I actually fall asleep after 11pm.

Thursday: Activity at Carolina’s theater. Voyage from Mayaguez started at 5am. The morning trip was bad. The hyenas from work have no manners, and they were laughing and dancing reggaeton nonstop. I thought that they just needed to be high because of the play that they were gonna be into… The “producer” specifyed no stops, but we ended up making many because the hyenas needed coffee. We arrived to the place on time, my plan was to go into the theater and watch the show… I am so naïve. The “producer” gave me a video camera and a digicam so I would be the videographer of the play… Ugh! And the nightmare went on… The activity began, and I was happy playing with the zoom and recording the main things… and just when it was Mayaguez turn the camera stopped recording. I was warned about low battery and checked and even plugged into a wall to make the friggin thing work, but nothing… I discovered it was not the battery who died on me, but the tape. And the “producer” had given me no spare tape. So I kept on taking pictures, until I changed the disk and the second disk gave an error. I tried taking it out and it wouldn’t… The metal part got stuck. So there ended my bright career as camera woman and photographer… I started feeling bad, as I knew what would happen… When the activity finished I went to the camerino to pack the cameras and grab my purse. The “producer” arrived eagerly to get the tape and you can imagine the look when I told her that the tape died on me… From that point on, she mentioned 4 times that for a next activity they needed a videographer and a photographer. Like I didn’t get what she meant… I breathed in and out, and as we all gathered in the van everyone was arguing about where to go eat. They didn’t wanted fast food and they were clueless about places with nice meals. Someone volunteered me as the person to ask since I had lived in Carolina… And my thoughts drifted between frustration and anger because if they didn’t like the place that I pointed out I was gonna be the one to blame for another thing… Ugh! So… I suggested a restaurant, we went and the stay was almost fouled because the outer side of the place was in restoration and the waiting time for the staff preparing the tables took a bit long… Hello! A table for 30! And then they asked that the service should be billed individually, which they said no inmediately and then a yes followed as everyone threatened to go! Luckily the food was great, so no complaints about that. Then another bad thing, as I noticed one of my coworkers crying. I tried to find out what was wrong… The hyenas made an attack on her and her hubby defended them instead of her… Oh, how very typical of men! So the next 5 minutes were spent on feminist bonding (trying to make her smile). After I payed my bill, I was offered to travel in another van with less people, but I thought that two of my coworkers would feel bad if I did that and so I stayed in the original van... BIG MISTAKE! The hyenas were drunk and so they were in worst behavior, even dancing reggaeton in the director’s face. I got migraine because of the music and their sing-along… But of course I let them know I was pissed… I cannot hide my feelings, I am too transparent. So… after many other stops to get even more coffee, we arrived at Mayaguez almost at 9pm. Yup, I saw the night of the day before, dawn and dusk… and the night of the current day. I was beyond angry, beyond pissed and with a killer headache…

Friday: The day was a bit busy but I kinda managed to at least smile a bit… At midday went to get the check from the apartment’s deposit and they didn’t gave me the complete amount. They claimed I had not paid the light bill, plus they didn’t pay back the amount for the beeper. I was pissed, because I counted on that money to pay the contractor… I had to complete the $700 I paid him and that was a big ouch… I need to see how I get the cars license payment and the finance monthly pay… Not easy… Broke… But dealing with it… I must make an inventory of things to sell and…ummm.. sell! After work I just went home. Groundel was on the rainy way so picked him up. At home I logged into the net, since it was raining I thought I was not going out. As I checked mail, LightShadow appeared. Upon her request, we went to watch Saw2. Not so bad, not so good either. Where is the element of surprise? Why people just seem to forget that THAT is key in a suspense/horror movie? But overall it didn’t went so bad… Went home and savored some Boot Camp and What Not to Wear ( my 2 favorite shows ). Sleeping by 2am.

Saturday: Woke up by midday. Spent the whole day at home, watching AP and TLC… Did a bit of scrapbooking… Tried to get a hold on Lucinda but she was not home… Had a bad argument with Groundel. Besides that, boring ultra long day… I was puzzled at no calls, and realized it all had to do with the phone line… It is dead… How nice for this weekend… Needed to speak with Coriolis but no phone. So I guess tomorrow’s game at Ponce is a no-no for me since I have no way to communicate… Misery loves company and surprises…

Halloween is on Monday, and seems I wont be able to celebrate my favorite holiday… Its my curse I guess…