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When I'm done paying Mom back for the new laptop, I'm going to start saving my money. I'll treat myself to a bit, maybe one thing a paycheck, and have the usual amount taken out for bills, and that's it. Oh, and my hair every month. That's something that has to be done. It needs to be done now, but I don't have the funds for it at the moment.

Just, if I have to get out of my job before I can manage to find something else, I'm going to have a little money. I have a bad feeling today's not going to be a good day. Hope it's just a feeling. I really don't want to work today, but I have to save my time. And I should work anyway. At least I don't have the cases to deal with.

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Just helped Mom finish setting up the receiver. She said she doesn't know what she'd do without me. She had a few things in Line In when they should've been in Out, or vice versa, and I told her the difference and switched them around for her.

When the hell is Western Digital going to give me my freaking rebate? Best Buy gave it to me ages ago. Get on with it, people. That's $50 of my money, and I want it.

Today... started miserably. The knowledge that Joan would be out of the office practically all day, and that Tas wouldn't be in until the afternoon, did nothing to help my mood. The sketch I did today did nothing, either. It took listening to the H2G2 radio series to finally make me smile. And I had to copy another one of Yulia's "monster cases" (as Charles referred to this one, wihich was only one folder of about 600-700 sheets of paper... I should show him the Schwartz case she did that I had to copy last year. Three accordion folders, two manila folders in each of them. SIX freaking folders in all), but because the vast majority of the sheets were the same size and all attached to each other (and with one staple--thankfully this wasn't one of Harry's cases with fix staples holding one group of sheets together), they were easy to feed into the copier. Only when I got to the front of the file (I work from the back) did I start slowing down due to 8.5"x14" sheets of paper. Still, the whole thing took me two hours. Less than a day on one of Yulia's cases is definitely a good thing. That will be sent out tomorrow.

Tomorrow, Joan should be out of the office, upstairs with the team leaders doing interviews again... although, she and Jim seemed to be scheming and trying to find a way out of it. I hope not. Despite my mood, it was nice not having her around. And apparently, everyone knew she was going to be out, because no one called for her until the end of the day... and I mean the end, when we were leaving. I didn't pick up the phone. XD; 4:40, don't talk to me. I don't know you. Home, Jeeves.

(My parents have been saying that a lot lately. And they've been calling me Miss Daisy. I really need to get my license so they'll stop. ^^;;)

Downloading Fushigi Yuugi because I'm poor and don't have $300 some-odd for the DVDs. Dual-audio .ogm files. I attempted to tape the series when it was on... one of the cable channels, but it was dubbed, and lugging around tapes was annoying anyway. Still, I might rent the rereleased DVDs from RentAnime and copy those so they'll be readable in a DVD player.

And I need to bug Dad about finding Roxio. I need the version he and Mom have. It records sound. I have nothing on this computer that records sound except Sound Recorder. That primitive piece of crap. Can't have that.

When commercials are actually good for something.

Left the room to get something to nibble on (because I keep eying the four boxes of Pocky I still have from the trip to Mitsuwa Marketplace... I won't let myself eat them ^^;). Came back during a commercial for One. Right when Mos Def was on the screen. I'd been meaning to look at that website since the last time I checked it... the last time, it didn't lead to the organization's website. I think it was too early or something, but it wasn't up.

So, I signed. And I'm going to order wristbands next week. Only ten, because I can't afford to just throw $100 in any random direction--next paycheck is an art tuition paycheck and will probably get laptop money taken from it--but it's still something.

Don't think Bush would go for something like this (like he gives a rat's hairy ass about Africa...), but it doesn't hurt to support it. Maybe I'll be surprised.

EDIT: And I wanna go here.

Completely unrelated to the previous post...

... I think I may have just witnessed a mouse hurl itself to its death in the kitchen. Um... depends, I guess. How good are they about being catlike and always landing on their feet? XD;; It was up on the storage unit over the washer and dryer, and I think I scared it, because it dropped down until it was hanging on the grid, then just fell. And it was a straight drop from the grid to the floor.

Yeah... um... oops. I didn't check behind the washing machine, I really didn't want to find out I killed the thing. I'm more of a trap-and-release person with mice... It's Craig that always wanted to grab the broom and swat the things.

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A call from someone on Michael's behalf.

Okay. Am I going to this reunion, or aren't I?