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I've been working crazily this week, but goshdarnit I actually have some freaking OVERTIME. Four hours, I think. My check might actually break the $500 mark for once. (No telling with the damn withholding taxes...the last time I had overtime, though, I had two hours, and my check was around $475.)

Next week, however, I have two days off. ^_^ I have to work tonight and tomorrow and then I get to STAY HOME.

Or go see my parents. Whatever. (I need to go see Grandpa and get my dishes!!) I'm going to call Mom and see what's up with them Tuesday, since my Thursday will probably be spent with Jacqui. Maybe. She's been kinda "I wanna stay home" since she's been living in the trailer (on her parents' property, but not technically in their house). Whatever.

In other news: I think I am officially addicted to the Sims.

And me and Kat are playing the best realtime RPG EVER. *huggles Audries, even though his soul has been destroyed and as such he's being a bit of a dickhead at the moment* Well, as much as we can around her being sick and taking care of Esme.

Oh yes. I think I saw Duncan on Friday. Just as I was leaving the Village 5/Stage parking lot to get to work, he was pulling in. (Or at any rate someone with the exact same car who looked an awful lot like him.) Whoever it was waved, lol. If only I hadn't been going to WORK!! *sigh* I called him and got his voicemail and was all, "Was that you?" But no callback. (Like the last few times I've called him--I think our phones still hate each other.) I just messaged him on MySpace and am cursing myself for not sending it last night, because his last login was today. *facepalm*

I am not a creepy stalker. I am not a creepy stalker. I am not a creepy stalker.

Stalker, yes. Creepy, no.