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My temp agency just called: I have a job offer, a file clerk for a financial company, duration one month, pay $9.50 (sucks balls), in downtown Milwaukie. There goes a bunch of Pedalpalooza. I have to take it, or I can't keep collecting unemployment. Oh, and they want me to start tomorrow.

FUCKITY FUCK FUCK

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My Pandora has become mostly repetitive, and I don't really care as much as I should. Mostly because I really want CDs of the stuff it keeps playing and of course, I have other priorities with my money.

Although I did borrow another $20 from a roommate and bought The Sun magazine, vegetables, and beer.

My Pandora repeated favorites:

"Pogo" by Digitalism
"Banquet (Phones Disco Edit)" by Bloc Party
"Whoo! Alright-Yeah... Uh huh" by The Rapture
"Girls in the Back" by White Rose

AKA: It's got a beat! And you can dance to it! ....and they probably play it on KNRK. Hah.

I should get my first unemployment checks today. But they won't be here until after the bank is closed. D'oh!