Of note

I start work on Wednesday, they're giving me $11/hour.

Dad and sisters descend up on the midwest the following week.

Wedding Crashers was a painfully embarassing kind of funny pretty much the whole way through.

I've already put nearly 100 miles on my car since Friday and I haven't even driven home yet.

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I woke up to Christian talk radio this morning. Being generally out of it in the morning, and especially today (yay PMS induced haze!) I was terribly confused. Witnessing? What? Turns out it's about half a station over from NPR on the dial. Learn this lesson my children, be careful when setting the clock radio. Supervision may be necessary.

The drive from Chicago this morning took me into, and then out of a thunderstorm. Beautiful, but with the state of my breaks, made me a bit nervous (and not in the Gravy Train!!! way).

Work ended, and found me making a soy milk steamer -- creme brulee flavor, for those wondering -- very good, but I can't imagine I'll be able to finish it. Thank goodness I get them for free!

Wednesday is the start of my new job in Hyde Park, tomorrow night I'm heading in after work to go see Four Brothers for free. Nice, very nice.

Goals for the day include: walking the dogs (to be immenently accomplished); unpacking my weekend bag; a trip to the library for books on Judaism -- I'm not really sure how well this will work in Chesterton, Indiana; a nap; walking the dogs again; dinner; reading Harry Potter; and a relatively early bed time.

1-2-3-GO!

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Dear PMS,

I hate you.

Love, Sarah

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I just found some pictures of little tuxedoed me at the tender age of 18, on my way to senior prom.



It's kind of adorable.