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So I happened to acquire a second, part-time job through (catch this connection) my sister's boyfriend's father's girlfriend doing some copywriting for a website for a flower shop. $10/ 45o word page, so that's not too bad. Only takes like half hour to an hour to do one, so that's more than I'm making at my "real" job. Which I hate. Well, I hate it less now since I don't have to work with the bad manager anymore, but I should probably find myself a new job after christmas. (I'm waiting until then because I want my volunteering schedules to settle before I pick up a new job, so I know my availablity.)


I'm seriously considering a trip to Wisconsin next month. Well, actually, I've already decided I want to go more than anything else. I just have to wait until the person I want to go visit tells me if I can. He'll probably say no. And then I'll cry. But I won't tell him I cried. He doesn't need to know that.

Yeah. I'm also kinda depressed. Have been since coming home from Europe. I'm working on it.