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She fell in love with the drummer...
Aug. 27th, 2002 11:13 pmI'm running out of time for LiveJournal. It seems like I don't get a chance to write anymore, and I rush through reading. I need to work out how to deal with that. Maybe when I start working my normal hours or something.
The new job is alright. There's a lot up in the air since they created my position by scrambling some other positions together and they're not sure how to make it work. They keep saying I can be "creative" which really means "You figure it out, we have no idea." Still, I don't mind the work and I like the people. It will be nice to get paid again, even though it's just a widdle bit of money. I just wrote my third rent check with my savings. Ouch. I spent a lot of money this summer.
Today is my grandmother's 80th birthday, and I was so wrapped up in the new job that I nearly forgot. She will be getting flowers from me tomorrow. She loves fresh flowers. No one loves fresh flowers more than my Babcha.
Last night, Ryan and I celebrated our six-monthaversary by going to Mongolian Barbecue. He was, as always, great company. He even made me a mix CD that he decorated with hearts! What a great guy.
I went to Meetup tonight after futiley shopping for work pants. We left Meetup (me, Ryan, Sean, Cari, and Deanna) to go to Steak and Shake. They're going midnight bowling. I want to go midnight bowling. DAMN THAT JOB!!
There is a strange cat who has been camping outside my kitchen window. It is driving my cats bonkers. I keep chasing it away with a broom. It keeps coming back. Stupid cat. I should give it to Missy Goodtimes.
There's lots in my head right now, and the one person I'd like to spill it to and process it with is unreachable. Damn.
Goodnight, LiveJournal.
The new job is alright. There's a lot up in the air since they created my position by scrambling some other positions together and they're not sure how to make it work. They keep saying I can be "creative" which really means "You figure it out, we have no idea." Still, I don't mind the work and I like the people. It will be nice to get paid again, even though it's just a widdle bit of money. I just wrote my third rent check with my savings. Ouch. I spent a lot of money this summer.
Today is my grandmother's 80th birthday, and I was so wrapped up in the new job that I nearly forgot. She will be getting flowers from me tomorrow. She loves fresh flowers. No one loves fresh flowers more than my Babcha.
Last night, Ryan and I celebrated our six-monthaversary by going to Mongolian Barbecue. He was, as always, great company. He even made me a mix CD that he decorated with hearts! What a great guy.
I went to Meetup tonight after futiley shopping for work pants. We left Meetup (me, Ryan, Sean, Cari, and Deanna) to go to Steak and Shake. They're going midnight bowling. I want to go midnight bowling. DAMN THAT JOB!!
There is a strange cat who has been camping outside my kitchen window. It is driving my cats bonkers. I keep chasing it away with a broom. It keeps coming back. Stupid cat. I should give it to Missy Goodtimes.
There's lots in my head right now, and the one person I'd like to spill it to and process it with is unreachable. Damn.
Goodnight, LiveJournal.
