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Yesterday I was being very good and working very hard so that I would get to go fun stuff instead of just the stupid table populating I've been doing lately. And I did get to do fun things, but then I finished them, and had to go back to the not fun stuff. Sadness and woe! But, I did get told by the cute boy that he'd thought of me doing the fun stuff over the other temp here because I'm so good at catching mistakes. The first job he had me do for him, I found mispellings in the document that weren't caught before the book went to print, which just *amazed* him.

I'm now flicking through the not-fun stuff so I can go turn it in. The first time I do a new project, I always make so many more mistakes than I do now, which I suppose is only to be expected, but it annoys me. And once I'm done with that, who knows.

I'm in a slightly stressful mood lately. I don't know where I'm staying at Wiscon, I'm getting in a little too late here to catch the metro back to Lynn, so I'm trying to puzzle out a way/place to stay somewhere for that Monday night since I don't officially live in the house until the first of June. I did ask them if it would be possible, but I may be getting in too late for them to want to have to deal with the fuss. Meh! And then I don't know if I'm working the next day, because I was told this job was just through the end of may, which is fast approaching.

I was feeling a little...well, sad yesterday, cause I bought hot tea from the cute boy and he didn't really say anything other than 'cold outside." (cause it really is. The temperature signs this morning said "8:12am 46F" which is pretty darn cold for nearly June. But it beats the pants off the hot-and-humid my mom's been dealing with.) And I went today, and they had my favorite chai, so I got that, and when he said, "how's it going," I told him I was happy because I was going to put a security deposit down on a place to stay for the summer, and we chatted very briefly as more people came up behind me. But it wasn't until I was getting sugar that I realised that not only had he not charged me the right amount today, he'd also done the same yesterday, and thus I was very pleased with myself. ;)

And I should go off and get more work and such, so I will. but maybe today I'll have time to check my friends page and such.

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nothing like freudian slips in emails to cute ex-coworkers. "I am tempting." Um. Perhaps. but that's not really the point, is it? Anyways, I was just trying to tell him that Muse has a video up on www.99x.com. It's for their latest single, Time is Running out, and is so pretty. I'm not sure it's my favorite song on the CD, but it's close.

I have my checkbook now, thanks to a spy-movie manuever yesterday--met my brother on the tracks at Back Bay. He got off the Orange line train, dug into his bag, pulled out my checkbook and I grabbed it and jumped onto the train he'd just gotten off. We're fancy like that. I want to drop off a check over my lunch break, but they're not replying to my email, bah.

Since I just installed the Yahoo companion on this machine, I have all my bookmarks again, and can now go see what individual people have been up do over the last few months. Dora Goss had her baby, ages ago. She wrote her journal entry pretty much the same day that my coworker had her baby boy, but she writes about it better. :) "The Episcopal church service mentions "the peace of God, which passeth all understanding." I think it's probably something like anesthesia."

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Whee! Cute boy stopped me in the hallway and said, "[supervisor boss person] wants you taught how to put together webpages." Granted, my first impulse was to think, "Oh my god, have I been doing them wrong all along?" but that part was soon wrestled into submission by the part of my brain that said, "That's not really the sort of thing that you have someone teach a temp who's going to be leaving in 4 days." so I allow myself a fairly quiet 'whee!' at the idea of more work. (even if I'd really like to be getting something closer to a living wage (okay, if you want to be technical, a wage I can live on and maybe even have some fun while I'm at it.), money is money, and this group is fun to work with, which is worth a few bucks an hour right there.)

Hmm. No reply from the house, so i guess I'm going to duck out for my meal and to take back library books. I need an envelope so I can mail it, since I don't think I'm going to manage to get there while someone is around, but I didn't grab one this morning. I suppose I could check out the supply cabinet on my way out of the place. bah.

Oh, and since none of you are nearly as sad as me, I'd like to report that the season finale of Andromeda involved killing off everyone in the crew except for Kevin Sorbo. I'm assuming there's going to be alt-universe versions of them showing up, but there were more lives lost in a season finale than Joss killed in the series finale. Some people.

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Oh, I've decided from now on when people ask me why I moved to Boston, I'm just telling them that I really liked the New Kids on the Block. :) I don't think I can say it with a straight face just yet, but I'm practicing.