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Man, it's only been like a week since my last post. But I actually have stuff to talk about.

First of all, I got my job back at McDs. I should not be as excited about this as I should be but this means I get FUCKING DISPOSABLE INCOME. It's been so long since I've had that. And with all the birthdays and special occasions that I've had to buy for, I have about $60 in my savings account and about $1200 built up on my Visa. I can't wait to pay that shit down.
The entire thing was kind of stupid though. I went in last Monday, talk to the manager, she tells me to come in for an interview Tuesday. I do the interview Tuesday and she says she'll call me to let me know about the job by Friday.
Friday comes and goes and no phone call. I give her the weekend, still no call. I was going to go in on Monday but it was storming and I hung out with Ryan on yesterday. So, today I go in, I see her in backend and just figured I'd wait until she was free to talk to her, but it was one of those periods where the restaurant should have been dead but it was just a an unending stream of customers. Whatever, I have time.
Finally, she comes and talks to me. She apologizes and says she was going to call me today but would I be available to come in to work tomorrow? Fuck yes! Not sure how long I'm working or where I'm working but I can't fucking wait. MONEY

But first thing I'll have to do is book so time off. Mom's birthday is on Monday, but apparently Mike isn't coming over so it's probably not a huge deal is I work that night (although I would feel like shit).

I booked a doctor's appointment Tuesday morning. I'm fucking scared out of my mind. I don't know if I've mentioned this, but I have a sebaceous cyst right in the middle of my chest, directly on my sternum. It used to be about dime sized and flesh coloured so it was pretty invisible even if I wore a tank top or something low cut. But now it's about the twice the size of toonie and has turned red. Plus, it's been getting really sore over this past week. So, it's about time it got removed. I asked Mom is she could come with me. I'm really freaked out about the fact that my chest will be cut into with me being conscious. I'm probably over reacting but for some reason, this is just disturbing to me. Plus, it'll be the first time I've ever gotten stitches so we'll see how that goes.

And then on Wednesday, Tristan and I are going to a Star Wars concert. Yeeeeahh!

I have continued my Ed Norton movie marathon. I finally found Death to Smoochy and Primal Fear. Primal Fear would have been fucking amazing if it had less Richard Gere in it. I hate that guy so much. Death to Smoochy was kind of stupid but it had it's moments (see: title). I hear it's better on second viewing, so maybe I'll give it another try. Ed Norton's character reminded me of an old school Backstreet Boy (stupid bowlcut, tribal necklace, motherfuckin PONCHO) and that made me happy.

So, Mom brought this up to me yesterday and I've been kind of thinking about it. There's this diploma program at SIAST called Heath Information Management. Basically, it's heath data collection, record management and analysis and interpretation of that data. So basically it's combining statistics and health care, both of which I'm interested in. It actually sounds right up my alley. The problem is that it's two more years of school. It doesn't sound like much but I was sort of dead set on graduating this year so I can actually start working and staying at home until I'm 25 doesn't sound that appealing to me. However, I have no idea what kind of job I could get with a Stats/Econ degree, so maybe this is something to look into. Plus, I've already done two of the classes required, so there's a plus. And I'm probably making too big a deal out of the age thing because I know 27 and 28 year olds still in school. I do have a year to think about it though, so we'll see.

Anyway, this week's Hell's Kitchen is calling so I'm going to go watch. Tah!

PS: Maureen, I know I've been slow getting back to you but I've read the first few pages of you thesis. So far, so good! I was actually squirming at the beginning when the assassin was stabbing a young Winifred. I get really freaked when small children are harmed. Anyway, I'll try and finish reading it by the end of next week.