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Here's a picture of my beautiful sister-in-law:

My brother, Morris, sends me random pictures of his wife several times a month. I think it's kind of cute and totally endearing.

I'm in a random sort of mood so this entry may be a little random too.

I just finished watching the Mad Men season finale. I liked it.

I was more than two hours late for work at the restaurant on Friday. I finished my work on the moon at 2 o'clock. I was supposed to start at the restaurant at 5 o'clock. I met a friend at the mall at 2:30. We ate a late lunch at the food court and I told her I couldn't stay long. We dragged her kids around Victoria's Secret, Charlotte Russe, and Eddie Bauer, and Rack Room Shoes. We shopped for more than four hours. When I finally got to work, I didn't even try to lie.

"What happened?" my coworkers asked.

"Is everything okay?" my boss wanted to know.

I laughed and told everyone that nothing had happened ... there were no pile-ups or break-downs and no one was sick. I was just having too much fun at the mall, I admitted. I laughed so much that everyone ended up laughing with me. I didn't get in trouble. No one was mad. By closing time, less than two hours after I'd started, I had the second-highest sales for the night and I'd won the dessert-sellling contest.

How weird is that?

...and, instead of being irritated, my coworkers all agreed that I'd "deserved" (I hate the word "deserved") a few free hours. They even bought me dinner.

I do lead a charmed life, don't I?

Hmm.

Charmed or not, I've started applying for jobs in Phoenix again. I'm not sure if I'll get anything, but I know I'm ready for a change. Going in late shouldn't be a joke. I've been so good, but I'm losing my resolve. I'm tired and bored. I'm working between 40 and 50 hours a week right now, driving 50+ miles a day, and trying to keep up with a full-time school schedule. The fact that I don't have health insurance is never far from my mind ... neither is the fact that I'm getting older ... that I don't care about a master's degree ... that a huge chunk of my pay depends on tips--and tips are unpredictable ... and, of course, I still hold onto the hope that someday I'll get married, have kids, and live happily (or even unhappily) ever after.

I'm not happy living in a windowless basement bedroom.

I haven't told my roommates/landlords any of this.

Not yet, anyway.

I want a dog. I sleep better when Dozer is snoring on the floor beside my bed. I would kidnap Dozer, but he doesn't belong in Munds Park. I already know he wouldn't be happy in the basement and I'm not sure how he would handle the cold.

If I ever find someone to sleep beside me, maybe he'll snore ... and maybe I'll like it.

Real snow, not the freak October snow that melted within hours of my posting a couple of weeks ago, is forecast for this week. I don't know if I'm prepared. The heater in my car is spotty at best, but at least I have several sweaters, coats, boots, gloves, and socks. I even have long johns if I need them. I hope I won't!

Why am I still awake?

Blah, blah, blah, whatever.

Good night.

whatevaz

I'm not sure when or even why it happened, but I've pretty much stopped caring about almost everything ... well, if jobs and school can be called "almost everything," anyway ... I just don't care.

i never heard it at all

It was cold in my room last night.

Cold, cold, cold, cold, COLD!

I turned on my electric blanket and jumped into bed at 8 o'clock. I took my computer with me ... I had homework, after all ... but it didn't matter. I fell asleep almost immediately. I woke up again at 3 o'clock in the morning. I changed into pajamas, turned off the lights, and woke up my sleeping laptop. I stayed up until almost 6 o'clock and then, instead of being smart and starting my day a little early, I went back to sleep ... and slept through my alarm of course.

Aargh.

Luckily, I only had one job today and no school.

...and, if I'd checked my work e-mail yesterday I would have known that my boss wanted me to come in late today ... because IT was installing patches or something on the computers I use ... so, sleeping in looked totally planned--even if I felt a little out of sorts and frazzled because of it!

How lucky is that?

Yeah, yeah ... I live a charmed life ... and it only got better from there.

I stopped at the post office after work (no home delivery in Munds Park) and opened a free panties coupon from Victoria's Secret. Cha-ching! And then my roommate fixed dinner complete with salad and dessert when I got home. It was Kung-Pao night--one of my favorites! We sat in the kitchen and talked while her husband watched TV. I finished all my homework and now I'm wrapped in blankets, listening to ABBA and watching candlelight flicker on the ceiling.

If only every day could turn out so well.

november first 2009

It looks like my stay at the Casa de Cheslie is coming to an end.

I'm trading in Charlie and Leslie's comfortable home and their smelly dog for my little basement bedroom again. My brother and his girlfriend got back an hour ago. I've been here for most of the week, but now their vacation is over and it's time for me to vacate. They don't need a dogsitter anymore. All three of us have to go back to work tomorrow ... although my morning commute will be a little longer than theirs.

Ugh!

I love Dozer and I've had a nice time here.

I think I'm ready to move back to the Phoenix area.

chillaxin' on the couch

Happy Halloween!

I hope you're all having fun, being safe, and consuming LOTS of sugar.

I'm in Chandler. Charlie and Leslie are in California. I bought two bags of candy, but there hasn't been a single trick-or-treater ... so I'm just chillin' with Dozer, watching TV, sorting through text messages from crazy friends (drunk texts, I'm guessing), and trying to beat my Bejeweled Blitz high score on Facebook. I'm such a party animal.

and little lambs eat ivy

This (above) is what it looked like when I got home yesterday morning.

Snow!!

I left Chandler early enough to stop at home (that's my house in the picture), take a few pictures of the snow (I know there's not a lot of snow - but it's snow all the same!), say hi to my roommate, and change into warmer clothes before rushing off to work.

I had both jobs yesterday.

Ugh!

It was a good day though.

...and, now, all I can say is: Thank goodness for electric blankets!

It is currently 54°F in my bedroom--which is several degrees warmer than it was when I woke up two hours ago ... and a whole lot warmer than the 21°F outside ... which is probably why I'm still in bed at 9 o'clock in the morning. I feel too gross to go out without showering, but I think a shower could be dangerous. Don't you? I mean, imagine being wet and naked in the cold. Scary.

Ha ha!

The picture below shows my dead garden. The angle is weird, but I think you get the idea. It was flourishing when I left on Monday. Now it's frozen. Poor little plants. Poor dead squash and frozen green tomatoes. Is it wrong that it makes me laugh a little? I loved my garden, but I really kinda-sorta love the snow even more and I think the cold weather makes me giggly.

Oh, well.

Ciao-ciao for now!