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Why is it that three (well, technically four) days can seem like fifteen?

I was gonna Greyhound myself down to Corvallis on Friday, but I had no money. So Cory was going to buy one online for me, but you have to buy them ten days in advance. So he came up on Thursday night and took me down with him on Friday morning. I spent much of Friday and Saturday afternoon drooling over cooking shows, napping, finishing my cross-stitch, and writing about Autumn. (The girl, not the season.) Fried chicken, fajitas, cheese sandwiches, lots of cookies, and chai were consumed, though not at the same time and not necessarily in that order. Eyes speak volumes where mouths cannot and/or will not. I definitely reccomend reading "Rebecca" by Daphne du Maurier, especially outside by railroad tracks while playing fetch with a golden retriever.

The ride home was fraught with concern with what was happening at home. I've never had that kind of worry before. I was wondering who called, who emailed, what kind of "real" mail I got, whether the owner of the apartments had come in with the plumber and found Vladimir... turns out nobody emailed me, Nicoal and Jason called, I got Dad's check for six hundred dollars in the mail, the plumber's coming on Wednesday, and I have a job! Columbia Sportswear in Beaverton needs a short-term mailroom clerk. I figure I'll be looking for a job still anyway, because it could be anywhere from a week to a month long, or something like that. I have no clue. But I'm going to get money for it, and that's all that matters. The lady at the temp agency called me back a few minutes after she told me the job particulars, and said that I'm actually getting $9.50 instead of just $9, so that's good. Hopefully they'll need me for a long time. I'm tired of having no money.

I can't find my VoiceStream bill. How many places can it be, in a stupid studio apartment like mine? Hmm.

I wonder why every time I stop doing something constructive at work, Carol comes into the mailroom and sees me. This time George and I were photocopying files. Normally the way we do it is have one person take the staples out and the other person work the copier. George was taking the staples out, and partly because of me giving him lateral thinking puzzles and partly because he doesn't like to work much, he was taking his sweet time getting the staples off, so I (stupidly) put my feet up on the chair next to me while I waited, and talked to him and to Julie, who had come in to fax something. Carol came in and looked at me, and I said "I'm waiting for George to get the staples out of the file so I can copy it!" and she said "when I said you guys should share the copying, I didn't mean it quite like this!" So I said I'd go find something else to do, and I went back to my cubicle and sat there for five minutes (I did try to find an assistant to help, but nobody was there anymore) and then I went on a mail run and she didn't say anything else about it. But I don't know why I'm always lectured by her. Granted, whenever she sees me pretty much I'm in-between tasks, but that's not my fault, it's just coincidence. I guess she can't see that though. GRR.

Speaking of Carol, I had a weird dream about her while I was dozing after I smacked the snooze button. She told me she wanted me to go into her office, and she said "...we have a lot of blackheads to pop!" (meaning "we have a lot of things to talk about" or something like that...) It wasn't weird to the dream me, but it's weird now.

I looked behind me about thirty seconds ago, and the rabbit was laying on hs side halfway across the room. I just looked behind me again and the rabbit is now lying on his side three feet from me. What a silly.

I need help naming my rabbit. He's... well, a boy, and he's white, with pink eyes (normally it's yicky, but you get used to it after awhile)... he's medium-sized... right now he's on my bed smelling my clothes... I don't like stupid overdone names like "Bugs" or "Snowball" or anything horrid like that, but if anybody has any ideas, let me know.

I got my keys today. It's raining. It just had to start raining when I needed to start moving my stuff. Oh well. Anyway, I can paint my walls and decorate it however I want! I'm very excited about that. And I think I'm going to get another dove. I might just name her Muriel again, like my last dove. So there.

I started my job today. It's pretty easy, and I have my own cubicle and computer, and I get to see everybody in the office and stuff. It's in the KOIN tower. And there's a fareless square downtown that encompasses my apartment and my workplace, so I don't have to pay to get to work and go home! Yay!!!!

It's raining really hard, and the sky is kind of yellowish and weird and REALLY bright.