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[prog]

It's time to go to Maine for Peter's thing and still no check. It's all I can think about now. I hate obsessing, but it's just like when I lose Internet access, or have a bad headache; feeling any friction in the substrate of my life, that which is supposed to just work so I can spend my time thinking and having fun, draws all my attention away, breaks me down. Actually, I think I was doing OK until the bill collectors started calling today, asking what day I thought I'd be sending them their pieces of this check. I honestly don't know, so therefore I said "Wednesday". Here we go.

I guess I can take encouragement in the fact that this is the first time in my life that I've been well and truly broke. Think of the experience points I'm racking up. I finally did today what I should have done three weeks ago, and filed for unemployment. I feel sad that this didn't occur to me as an option when I actually started looking for a job; the reason that I didn't file when I got laid off was because I had no intention of job hunting at that time, so I just forgot about it entirely.

Bless my new housemates for being so understanding, too. Wow. The fact that I owe an increasing amount of money to my friends is the real gutchewer for me, and that they're being so cool about it makes it so much easier. Easier to continue being a freeloader, I reply to myself. Shaddap, yoo, comes the retort.

Well, anyway. I'll be back Sunday sometime. I have two interviews next week, thank Gord. Luck and fair winds, and I'll have offers to choose between, soon enough.

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Speaking of Gord, this is the weekend that Leah and Shawn are getting married, too. Rock on. Best wishes, kids.

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[leahleaf.livejournal.com]

THANK YOU. the metal horns were from shawn. we are excited. :)

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[prog.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, I can't stay sad. That makes my day, right there. Yay for you