Again, I miss this thing. I've started writing in a journal at home until I have a regular internet connection again, but it's just not the same. Not to mention there aren't any of my favorite diaries to read unless I'm online. Soon. I keep telling myself, "soon we will have an internet connection." A girl's got to have priorities, no?

Ray Charles was fucking awesome. And yes, I drank lots of wine. And yes, I had lots of fun. My mom even got to come. It was so funny, all night everyone saying how much we look like sisters after I introduced her as my mother. She was blushing most of the night. Love her.

Anyway... what else? The temping thing is going good. The hours are wonderful. The people are nice. The work is a little confusing, but not too bad. It's five minutes from home and that rocks. I'm underpaid, but who isn't? I'm not worried about that part though because they've already mentioned possible full time employment and I've only been there for a week so go me. Either way though, it's steady income for five months and I'm still part timing it at Arnie's to make up the difference.

Things aren't spectacular, but they aren't awful either. I have my good days and my bad days, but even the bad days are better than they have been for a while. There's work to do, as always. I'm hoping for a trip to the library this weekend so I can catch up on all my missed diary reading. And to all of you who've signed my guestbook, thanks and don't think I haven't been thinking of you and stuff.

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