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meitantei_cjIf this isn't in the next English-language DDR game, I'll sue Konami. They put rainbow rainbow in SuperNOVA, so maybe next time we'll get this. This feels like it'd be fun to learn to dance.
Another reason to be irritated we're staying home this weekend... I forgot to bring the dance pad upstairs to try out on this game.
And I forgot to post this last night! XD *shot*
Anyway, stuff from today... Tas looked me dead in the eyes this morning and said, "I just realized, why did you even have to go upstairs yesterday at all? It was Lucy's day." YES. Now tell Sonia that and demand that Lucy pay me back four lunch hours. That was unfair and shouldn't have happened. Sonia's a moron. And Sonia told Tas to send me upstairs on purpose, knowing that Tas wouldn't have been keeping track of what day it was. She sent the calendar for October (and November/December) at 5:15 on Friday, way after everyone's already left for the day, and all Tas knew was to send me upstairs at one o'clock on Monday. I didn't say a word when Tas asked, I just nodded with this look on my face like, "Yeah..." 9_9
We're having a little breakfast for Joan, Varghese, and Doumer tomorrow morning, because last Monday was Boss's Day, and they're always doing something for us. And it's true. As much as I complain about Joan and her ways, she does do little things for us. I have to hop into Pathmark early to get cream cheese and juice. I should've just gotten it today while I was picking up the rotisserie chicken for dinner...
Claudette hasn't sent in her canvass letter for the Attorney General office job in the building, either. XD; Apparently I'm not the only one wondering why that position's still vacant after all this time. Deedee wasn't there long, and it's been a while. Seriously, the person's very picky or very hard to work with. And my letter is still sitting exactly where I put it once I took it off the door, and there it'll stay until I finally open it up and shred it.
I'm scared of NaNoWriMo this year. I've got ideas flying through my head, but I think this is the first year I'm actually nervous about whether or not I'll pull it off. ^^;; I will not lose, though. That won't happen. I'll bull my way through the thing before I end up below 50K. Hopefully I won't have a problem, though. The original idea got tossed aside momentarily for something else, then I left both things alone for a while, and now they've sort of combined into this convoluted mess. Complication = WORDS. I think. It makes sense to me, I just have to type it out.
I'm going to try to use tags from now on. I sort of have to discipline myself to do it. They weren't around when I started journaling here, and they're not new so much as previously irrelevant.
Another reason to be irritated we're staying home this weekend... I forgot to bring the dance pad upstairs to try out on this game.
And I forgot to post this last night! XD *shot*
Anyway, stuff from today... Tas looked me dead in the eyes this morning and said, "I just realized, why did you even have to go upstairs yesterday at all? It was Lucy's day." YES. Now tell Sonia that and demand that Lucy pay me back four lunch hours. That was unfair and shouldn't have happened. Sonia's a moron. And Sonia told Tas to send me upstairs on purpose, knowing that Tas wouldn't have been keeping track of what day it was. She sent the calendar for October (and November/December) at 5:15 on Friday, way after everyone's already left for the day, and all Tas knew was to send me upstairs at one o'clock on Monday. I didn't say a word when Tas asked, I just nodded with this look on my face like, "Yeah..." 9_9
We're having a little breakfast for Joan, Varghese, and Doumer tomorrow morning, because last Monday was Boss's Day, and they're always doing something for us. And it's true. As much as I complain about Joan and her ways, she does do little things for us. I have to hop into Pathmark early to get cream cheese and juice. I should've just gotten it today while I was picking up the rotisserie chicken for dinner...
Claudette hasn't sent in her canvass letter for the Attorney General office job in the building, either. XD; Apparently I'm not the only one wondering why that position's still vacant after all this time. Deedee wasn't there long, and it's been a while. Seriously, the person's very picky or very hard to work with. And my letter is still sitting exactly where I put it once I took it off the door, and there it'll stay until I finally open it up and shred it.
I'm scared of NaNoWriMo this year. I've got ideas flying through my head, but I think this is the first year I'm actually nervous about whether or not I'll pull it off. ^^;; I will not lose, though. That won't happen. I'll bull my way through the thing before I end up below 50K. Hopefully I won't have a problem, though. The original idea got tossed aside momentarily for something else, then I left both things alone for a while, and now they've sort of combined into this convoluted mess. Complication = WORDS. I think. It makes sense to me, I just have to type it out.
I'm going to try to use tags from now on. I sort of have to discipline myself to do it. They weren't around when I started journaling here, and they're not new so much as previously irrelevant.
