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Back to work today...

Which wouldn't have been so bad, except that I've been told I can not go on my vacation at the end of the month. The Little Big Man will be in Central America on business, which means I have to be here. On the one hand I'm pissed as all hell, but on the other it's kind of a blessing in disguise because I really shouldn't spend the dough. I'm very disappointed, though. I was really looking forward to getting away for a week.

I am supposed to have my Review this week. On Sept. 11 I will have been at this job for one year (yes, I started my job on 9/11/01. At least I'll always remember my anniversary date). Since the Little Big Man is leaving for HIS vacation on Friday (yeah, HE gets to take a vacation this month, as do two other people in this department, but don't even get me going), he's doing my review before he leaves.

A moment of silence while we pray I get a decent raise.

Yeah, forget all of the war, poverty and famine in the world - pray for ME to get some mo' money!

Anyway...So Barb, Linda and Amy came over on Saturday and we painted my living room. It looks so f'n groovy now! It really is lovely. Of course, I have a lot of work to do this week, finishing my kitchen. And now I have plans for tomorrow night. I'm supposed to go see Sattellite Dogs at an Irish pub in Marina Del Rey. That's Mike and Mike's band.

Yes, I'm planning to go see them again. They're playing every Wednesday for like the next three weeks, so I figured I could go at least once. I think Amy may be going with me, so that will be cool. She can act as a buffer between me and the crazy bitch from hell that is Mike's girlfriend; plus she can act as a buffer between Smithereens-Mike and me. He keeps asking me out and I keep deftly dodging him. I suppose I should be nice and just tell him we shouldn't date right now...I'm such a dork.

So anyway, between the Dogs and school, on top of painting, I will have my hands full this week.

John was down for the weekend. He came down pretty late Saturday; didn't get to my place until about 11pm. But he had yesterday off, so we spent two full days together. We didn't do a heck of a lot...well, OK, we didn't leave my bedroom often. We...uh...laid around a lot...yeah, that's it. We were LAZY...We did go to a couple of meals and to Smart and Final (which is evidently now my favorite place to be), but it was really a relaxing visit.

No more relaxing for me! I have twelve days to finish my apartment!

It is actually a good thing I got so much rest over the last couple of days because I got about 2 hours of sleep last night. I just could NOT get to sleep. When I last folded closed the book I was reading in an effort to put myself to sleep, it was 4:15am.

Ah...I made some killer brownies over the weekend. Yes, I am the one who's been all upset cuz she gained weight. But hey - John was there to split them with me!



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