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moving day ~ March 1, 2003 - 3:56 p.m. I was waking up lazily this morning, it being saturday and me not having any weekend commitments, when someone knocked on the door. it was one of the men who does some work for the school. moving day, he said, and walked away. people were walking through the house, carrying boxes. my housemate, susan, walked out of her room, which was full of half-packed suitcases. what's going on? I asked her. that's how I found out that I'm moving. apparently, the school has to let go of the house I've been living in. and for some reason, we're all just getting the news now. susan found out last night. I don't know how long the chinese family, the lees, have known. although a few phone calls determined that today is not actually moving day for me. they're not quite sure what to do with me yet. there's a room I can have in noemi's house, but someone's staying in it for a few weeks. so the plan right now is for me to stay where I am for the rest of the weekend. on monday, I'll talk to ma'am bay about where to go. I may wind up staying with her and damien until something else opens up for me. she and damien are my bosses. I'm not wildly comfortable with the idea, but I'm sure that it will be fine. the whole thing's really unsettling, though. I was just enjoying my house and my room way too much. and now I don't get to watch the puppies grow up, after all. before I left the house today, I gave mama dog a long cuddle. and the puppies too. I've been checking on them every day, and mama dog and I have gotten close, even though I can't seem to remember the name the lees have given her. she lets me pet the puppies, pick them up. some people she won't even let come near. I'm sure it'll all be good. just a bit of upheaval in my sweet lao-living world. I haven't been online lately because I've been broke, which is a bit of stress as well. we only get paid once a month here, and since I arrived not long before payday, I don't get a full month's pay until this next one. which is in about a week, so really I'm okay. I got them to advance me some of my salary, but I can't get much more or I won't have enough to live on for the next month. things are tremendously cheap, but all the little stuff does add up sometimes. I've stopped riding tuk-tuks for the most part. mainly I go to namphou, the backpacker quarter, anyway, and it's not too far to walk. it's a longish walk, but not bad. I come here to use the internet at the place with the fast machines and to watch movies at restaurant saignam. I've been watching a ridiculous amount of movies. but hey, I like movies. what the hell. I'd better get off before this starts getting expensive... you'll hear a lot more from me after I get paid, I promise.
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