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So this was my day: woke up, went to church, worked at the welcome desk, fed like a buzzillion missionaries, watched a movie, lost a game of pool, went to work, went to church again, went to Eat 'n Park, devoured French toast.  All with no voice.

I'm. Amazing.

I’m Feeling Very Random Today. Allow Me to Demonstrate:

Everyone (two people) thinks I should do NaNoWriMo. I'm not going to do it. Even if I could somehow make up the days that I've already missed. Every time I start a book I stop halfway through and realize how stupid it is and then I burn what I've started. In the interest of trees everywhere I'm on a novel-writing hiatus.

I remembered that I had a blog with Katie where we would post gory mystery stories (we have it hidden so that Tim Burton can't get into it and steal our ideas for kids movies, so don't even bother looking for it. No really. Don't. You're just wasting your time.) Part of me wants to go back there and write but then part of me doesn't. I know that doesn't make sense. And speaking of things that don't make sense...

I've realized that I like some Owl City songs. Don't judge me.

They're going to try to make a cheesy adult comedy out of 21 Jump Street. I hate my generation.

I'm sick right now. *sniff*

I started my Christmas shopping on Saturday before work. I think this is the latest I've ever started it. Most of the stuff I'm getting at Five Below. I've decided that I'm in love with that store.

Daylight Savings needs to go crawl in a corner and die a slow and painful death. Every night around 10:00 now I am dragging. And it's getting dark sooner too.

I've started reading Phantom of the Opera. It's fast-paced and easy reading, but it's got too much romance for my liking. The main characters are both pretty stupid. And if some creeper abducted me, I would call the cops.

I'm sewing again. I was supposed to post pictures of the skirt I've already finished because people keep asking to see it. But I don't feel like taking pictures of myself right now.

I can't wait for today to be done. Wednesdays are quickly becoming one of the best days of the week for me. And hey, I'm off work on Wednesdays! Wednesdays are like my Saturdays because my Saturdays have actually been pretty lame of late. And by "lame" I mean I've been working that day. And by "of late" I mean the past six months.

My weeks seem to be going by so much slower. That's not a bad thing at all though. I think it's because there's so many neat things in them! But at the same time it feels like Autumn was just here. And at the same time it feels like Autumn was an eternity ago. And at the same time I'm really hungry for macaroni and cheese.

There's a new girl at work named Roberta. She hates her name (in fact, she makes us all call her by some weird gangster-sounding name instead) but I was thinking how nice it would be to have a nice classic name like that. I don't really like my name. I wonder if everybody secretly hates their name? There's got to be something psychological about it. Or maybe people just don't over think things like I sometimes have a tendency to.

I'm so happy right with my life now. Generally. Not content... but happy. Sure, I wish somebody would call me back about all the big-girl jobs I've been applying for, but really. I'm happy with my life. In fact, nobody has a right to be as happy as I am. Except for the being sick thing, which, you know. I could do without that.

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