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I had one of the best three-day weekends in a long time and possibly have had that finished with the worst Monday I've had since I was put in the hospital this past summer. My interviews were great, I turned down one offer and am praying for another. I've sent out mass emails for sublets and apartments in the Indianapolis area. And today, I woke up late, broke a bra, stepped on a piece of glass, chased Hitler through my apartment because he had my luck penny necklace in his mouth, got into a tiff with the boy over his commitment phobia after he demand I get over mine (and I did, thank you very much!) and now CANNOT SLEEP! After 3am I am praying for some sort of help but I am getting nada. I've been out jogging for thirty-eight minutes (trust me, that's long enough, it's FREEZING!), I've taken two showers, cleaned the spare bathroom and read every story on Drudge. I need some good vibes, some even better news and a boy who doesn't ask for something he can't give in return.