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summertime bits and pieces ~ July 22, 2004 - 12:01 a.m. i don't know what to write about tonight. it's been a quiet few days. well, except for the suicidal friend thing. but you know. he and i IM'd yesterday, and he started off with thank you. you bitch. on of those things friends can say, to let you know that things are gonna be alright. i'm noticing that milwaukee is feeling easier on me these days. the weather helps. it's too muggy at times, but at least it's not cold. most of the time. knock on wood. and it helps that i love my job. and it helps that i'm not fighting being in this place. i'm realizing that having a secure and solid base from which to move is being exactly what i need right now. we're all stressed about money, though, and that's no fun. we got kicked off the budget plan for gas&electric, which means that the full balance on the account is due at the end of next week. and we don't have it. it seems like everyone i know is freaking out about money at the moment. must be something cosmic. but i'm working at the restaurant tomorrow, and that should help. maybe i'll even be able to pay my share of the bill, if i have good luck with tips. then i'll only be totally broke for another week, until i work at the restaurant again. i get paid from the airline on the 1st, but most of that goes to rent. and i just spent all my extra money paying off my registration to firedance. oh, i can't wait. it's my favorite thing all year. magic and fire and drumming and dancing and so many of my dear ones up in the mountains for a whole week. it's so good it's hard to think about during the rest of the year. it's summertime. at last, at last. it really, really is.
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