misquote central

Why, oh why do I do these things to myself?  I agreed to be interviewed by a reporter from the student newspaper on campus.  Sure it was on the boring old topic of the library's physical environment (crappy!) but I talked on that for 35 minutes.  Oh god, what did I say? The State Hornet is notorious for crappy, crappy reporting which usually includes a great deal of misquoting.  Why, oh why didn't I just say no when she asked?  *sigh*  Nice girl, though. I'll try to be hopeful that she'll do a whiz-bang job.  It's supposed to be in next Wednesday's paper so be prepared for some whining if it doesn't go well.

Oh, the joy

Who-hoo!  Just got my state tax return deposited into my bank account today.  Oh my!  Oh my!  Which bill to pay first?

what, me frustrated?

Steps one and two in finding that @#$! error in my checking account are complete with the error remaining safely hidden. *grr*  I comfort myself with the knowledge that my skill with the calculator is still tops.  I.e. I didn't find any stupid (but easily spotted and corrected) addition/subtraction errors for the last six months.  Now I really am bracing myself for the heinous comparison of what I've noted in my register vs. what appears on my bank statements.  Hey, if I have to suffer through doing that, YOU have to suffer through reading about me doing it.  Grab a pillow because it's going to be boring.