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Today started out with me realizing that I have misplaced a box of checks. Not that I write many, but it is enough to to irritate me.

Then, I got pulled over for "not coming to a complete stop" at a stop sign (a pointless "because I can" move by the asshole cop).

And then? An argument with J wherein I am chastised for "not wanting to let anybody help me," after he and his mother both said to let B, J's mother, see if there was anything she could do to reduce or even get rid of the ticket. It isn't that I don't want help. It is that I have come to believe that nobody will ever actually help me with anything, not ever.

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The day is marginally improving, other than a final, obnoxious blow (a customer complained on me at work, the first that this has happened in ages, and the first time ever in TX -- she said I was "unfriendly," but I imagine that this was because I had to ask her to repeat herself, and I told her to hold on, as my computer wasn't behaving the way that I needed it to). I am hesitant to mention much about it, because I am superstitious, but suffice to say that J's got a job interview tomorrow that could mean very good things for us in the long run. So please, keep fingers crossed, send good thoughts, etc.

Cooking helps. Turkey burgers with caramelized onions and steamed yellow squash with cheddar. Mixed green salad with feta.


I just hope to high heaven that apartment maintenance does not knock on my door in a few minutes wanting to do something with our hot water heater. I've heard them messing around for a while and looked outside a few minutes ago to see a man draining a tank out onto the landing. Wonderful.