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Oh holy hell and hallelujah, we have internet again.

Which means, of course, that I'll be gone most of today. *rolls eyes*

But, the good news is, I have an interview this morning at that office near Good Sam (it's not in Good Sam after all). The woman who works at medical staffing and who forwarded my resume, talked to her mom over the holiday, and her mom told her that I'm the Neil Gaiman fan she used to talk about. So I got a call yesterday while I was in People's, where first she told me about my interview tomorrow, and then she wanted to talk about Neil Gaiman. *lol* She offered to burn me a CD of "Where's Neil When You Need Him" but it occurred to me that I have friends who could do that.

Speaking of which, I just finished Anansi Boys. Is it just me, or are half of Gaiman's protagonists bumbling men who seem confused for most of the plot, a la Arthur Dent? At least they're not all British--the guy in Neverwhere was, but Shadow in American Gods was American, and Fat Charlie is a little of both.

I mean, given the type of universe that he plops his characters into, I'd be confused too, but sheesh.

I haven't looked at my email. I probably have four hundred of them. Only thing to do, is to start where I left off and plow through them. Ugh.

This keyboard isn't the best, and I have to get used to it all over again.

We've figured out how to put mp3s on my iPod, but considering that 90% of Jarrod's music is .ogg files, that's a stumbling block. Oy. So all I have on it at this point is The Gorillaz, the Decemberists, Radiohead, and Charlotte Church, with one album apiece.

I might just take my CDs and put them into Amarok or whatever as mp3s myself, deleting any we don't already have ripped.

I know half my friends will scream in horror, but I'm fully planning, once I have my own computer up and running, to just put Windows XP on it and download iTunes. I'm used to XP, I've used iTunes before (much like the iPod itself, it's really easy to figure out), and if there's one thing I loathe, it's having to mess around with computer shit to get things to work, or worse, have to ask a friend to sort it out. NO. I enjoy just being able to turn it on and have everything already make sense.

Anyway. Wish me luck at my interview at nine am. Eep!

*does a happy dance*

I have a job!

I start on January 2nd. My first paycheck is mailed on January 10th. It's temp-to-hire, so I get my paychecks through the staffing place while I'm a temp, for anywhere from 30 to 90 days, after which I become an official employee have a 90-day waiting period before I get all my insurance. But I'll have Rx insurance, and that's all happy. I'm going to get $11 an hour, which is a buck and a half more than at my old job.

Heh. The woman interviewing me, I could see that she had in her hand, the fax they sent to my old supervisor asking about my previous job performance. He had checked "outstanding" for all but one category, and that was marked "very good." I have a feeling it was attendance, because I had a lateness problem and this past year I got sick a few times.

*squee!* I'll be the only medrecs person in the office, but one of the women in reception used to do it, and the MAs do a lot of it. There are eight doctors and one NP, and it's an OB/GYN office, and they're in a Good Sam building but they're not actually part of Good Sam. And the job description sounded very very much like my old job, but I'll be doing it all myself. Go me.

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I just watched a Spanish movie called 20 Centimetres about a transsexual prostitute with narcolepsy. Oh, and it's a musical. Including songs by Madonna and Queen.

It was amusing and funny and touching in spots. Oh, and goofy.

After being wary of the stuff for a while, I've had two bottles of kombucha today. It tastes good, but in a very odd kind of way--it's not so much that it's yummy in the sense I'd normally think of, but I sorta crave it. It's fizzy and kinda vinegar-y. Lots of vitamins. I try to ignore what it looks like, and after I read how it's made, it's kinda disgusting. Although I suppose it's no worse than, say, yogurt. Or tempeh, for that matter. It just looks gross.

Ha, it's apparently the same thing as that Manchurian tea that used to make dragon_mintz throw up. The stuff I've had, had a little fruit added. I haven't had it plain, so it probably tastes a little better than the stuff you drank.

Anyway. I'm down to 121 emails. Right now it's like: delete, delete, delete. Oy.

This is my normal bedtime these days. I'm getting sleepy.

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So, here is where a bunch of us are going for New Year's. Me, Jarrod, jenhowell, ourglasslake, and jameslentz. It's a big freaking circus, with discounts for people in costume!

jenhowell already has a really awesome costume. I'm thinking of just wearing my Gothic Lolita outfit. I wish I could get a little ruffly black umbrella and some ballet shoes, then I could say I was an old-fashioned tight-rope walker. Hee.