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First off, I have a new cell phone number, and if you'd like it, please email me.
Finally Wednesday, and yet, only Wednesday. I really hate waking up to the alarm clock every day. Even more, I hate waking BEFORE the alarm, which has been happening a lot lately. Last night, it was when Jason got a call from work at 4a.m. (this is routine). Then I swore somebody was in our kitchen. Then my cell phone rang with the text message ringtone, but I didn't have a text, no missed call, nothing. Stupid phone. So, that's 90 minutes of sleep I'll never get back. Poor Jason never fell back asleep; he was a wreck this morning!
We're going to the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino for Valentine's Day weekend again, and I'm really excited about it; we loved it when we went for his birthday in October. It should be fun (it ought to be; the rooms cost a FORTUNE. For that much money, we should get to take some rock memorabilia home with us, not just hangovers and poker chips!).
In other news, I'm so addicted to Scrabulous on Facebook that I'll probably be seen later this season on A&E's "Intervention." Yes, it's THAT BAD.
My boss just made popcorn; how rude! Now the whole place smells like it, and I want to eat it all. That's right, all the popcorn IN THE WORLD. By myself.
OK, fine, you can have some.
Nothing more to write, just still busy digging myself out from under the pile of paperwork that spawned while I was away for Christmas and then the flu. I love being the entire financial department; yup, just me! Nobody to do jack shit while I'm out. Excellent corporate structuring there, folks.
Peace out, homeslyce.