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Interesting day today.

Had wicked weird dream last night about a man strangely reminiscent of the Joker chasing people around in my house. Was sort of a Ten Little Indians-esque situation. Was chased myself by said Joker-esque man, who had a knife on him at the time. Screamed a lot (in the dream, I mean) but was completely ignored. Bet everyone who died afterward in dream regretted that. Was extremely bad dream. Hmmm. Wonder why keep dreaming about people being mad at me and/or trying to kill me.

Slept in until eleven. Loved that. Wish could do that more often. Then attempted to do homework and instead ended up re-reading Cyrano de Bergerac. Best book ever. Recommend to you all.

Had small group during afternoon. Good conversation followed. Love my girls, even the ones that didnapos;t show up. <3 Was inspired to be a better Christian.

Spent the evening with my boo. Ate steak, saw Appaloosa (fascinating film--a western), and came back here. Said goodnight. Came in to find that my father watched us say goodnight. Was appropriately disgusted. Bantered a bit. Banter was interrupted by Mom asking about whether I had heard from the people I interviewed with on Wednesday. Said no, had not. (Am sorely disappointed.)�Following conversation ensued.

Dad:�Well, itapos;s your own fault you didnapos;t hear from them. You should have called at nine oapos;clock this morning and been on top of the situation. You should have showed them you wanted that job with everything you had.
Me: Are you kidding me? I sold myself like a cheap whore at that interview.
Dad: Thereapos;s your problem No one wants a cheap whore working for them
Me: Unless youapos;re a pimp.

After that, felt would be prudent to end conversation. Went to take care of doggie that am dog-sitting. Did that. Came home. Am here.

Forecast for tomorrow: Cleaning the office in the A.M. Also plan on calling people with whom interviewed to see whatapos;s up with the job that is probably not mine, considering they havenapos;t called yet, but want to make sure. Then going to meet Chrisapos;s extended family around eleven. Am going to be expected to perform for roughly sixteen people who are all apparently quite desperate to meet me. Am kind of not looking forward to that. Hate this sort of bloody crap. Am not that interesting Wish his family would get a grip. Then coming back here and doing more homework. Celebrating Mattapos;s birthday with Matt and Co. Around 7ish. Am pumped for that at least.

Need to stop writing sentences without subjects. Feel that is inappropriate for an English major who has plenty of time on her hands to write grammatically correct sentences. Am going to stop this foolishness NOW.

Goodnight.
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