11:38 am so, i have my job back at dimark research. woot! two jobs. both suck. but at least i can work at domo 6-2 am, and then dimark 330-1030 pm. money! ha, when i went for orientation, my name was still in the program. that job is so simple. i just realized that i could have been working there since january. rawr! chris had to work at 6 this morning, and i have to work at 2. domo sucks. but matt and i won another contest yesterday, so we get 50 dollars today. we were 35 dollars short on our target to get a free meal. darn. i'm thinking of getting a credit card. i'm not sure though. but you can't get a best buy card until you have credit, and you can get credit by having a credit card. obviously. so i figure i'd get one, buy chris a new gamecube, and then pay it back right away, seeing as my next paycheck from domo is for $500 and something. it's hard to type with a smoke in your hand. nattie! mike tried to call you! you should stay in the city more. did you get a call from domo yet? oh, he said if you want his dog, natasha, just call him. she's a year and a half, and she's a good dog, and she likes to stay outside. i think she'd get along with polar just fine. i'm trying to get chris's friend nathan a job at dimark. i told him i'd rewrite his resume so it looks pro, and then give him a good reference. he has to pay the thousand bucks for the court thing like chris does. stupid boys. monte got her claws removed. she's totally fine though, you'd never even know she had surgery. she's still all crazy and deranged like before. what a cute kitty. so chris's parents don't want me staying here anymore. oh well, i knew this was going to happen. mrah. Most Rents Are Horrible. hee hee, there's a new one for ya nattie. blah. i'm so tired. chris turned off the alarm this morning, and woke up five minutes before he had to be at work. my fault too, cause i ignored the alarm clock and went back to sleep. blarg. i wonder who i'm working with today? oh nat, ron still looks the same, although he dresses better. but he has to use these arm crutches a lot now. poor guy. and they opened up the entire top floor for computers now. there's like, 80 or 90 of them, instead of just the room we were always in. how come none of you fools are writing anymore? how am i supposed to be entertained? just kidding. ugh, anyways, i should probably start walking to the bus stop. also, i have to go to the bank and to the store. bye kids! take care! the one, the only, laura michelle*