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I haven't seen the store this clean in a long time. Kind of a nice change, coming into an almost cake night. Stupid legal job spoiled it, but what can I say? I think I shall have to talk to D. about cutting back to eights on Wednesday and Thursday. I just can't handle the longer shifts when I have class during the day. Weekends, it's not a huge problem, but I always end up just crashing Fridays after two days of three or four hours of sleep total.

Hmm, not much memorable in the last week. Oh, so just as I'm about to leave Sunday morning (my Friday!), Mom calls me and wants me to make invitations to my Gram's birthday party. After a dramatic sigh, I shrug, and it didn't take me long, but now, Dad's got it in his head that I should handle the decorations, as well. This he told me yesterday. The party's on Saturday. And it's not like it's a birthday for a six-year-old, either. Supposed to be classy, because there're a bunch of crotchety old people coming. So, I shall see what I can pull off given three day's notice and the wonderfull limited resources of The Biggest Little City In The World, or whatever drabble the RSCVA is peddling these days. And balloons are out, because most of these people are over eighty, and I can just see the line of ambulances stretching around the block.

Wheresoever you go,
go with all your heart.

-Confucius

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