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Struggling (and more often fighting) writer by trade, and office monkey when I need to pay my bills. It's an enviable life.
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June 9, 2006

See...? I *am* still alive


Ack. This is the first time all week I haven't spent running around the city or working. And got almost 10 hours of sleep! Whooo!

Last Thursday, I began temping at my friend's work -- it began with data entry, which was pretty heinous (entering information off contest ballots into Excel, approx. 400 a day), but once you clap on the headphones and play decent music, time just sort of drifts by.

Most people who know me will admit that I'm not the most patient person ever (understatement of the effing year), but there are some mundane repetitive jobs where I just sort of zone out and work -- and suddenly hours have gone by.

Yesterday, however, was an entirely different matter. I was told a needed to make a few phone calls -- which I was fine with. What I didn't realize was that I would be handed almost 70 pages of phone numbers (around 10 or 12 per page)to various companies, where I was expected to invite them to events.

I almost cried. Seriously, I was damn near tears.

I have done some utterly shitty jobs in the past few years (fry cook, cleaning lady, cashier, retail, food prep)... but the one thing I always refused no matter my desperation was a job where I was forced to call people.

I worked through about 10 pages yesterday, until I began to feel like vomiting. Then I stopped. I have to do more today -- had I known this was involved, I probably would have refused my friend's kind offer.

I feel like killing myself. I would rather clean public toilets with a toothbrush.

Ugh.

Let's see, in other news...

NXNE (indie music fest over the weekend) has begun. Have opted not to review bands, but received a wristband which I will be putting to work this evening.

My mum may visit me this weekend.

My nephew lost his first tooth.

I've moved on in my tai chi class and, with some of the intermediate students, amd learning Liu He Pa Fa style (like tai chi, considered an "internal" exercise). It's a little faster than tai chi, and much more fluid. I am liking it a little more, to be honest. But I still am looking forward to learning the sword technique...

Am sure there's more, but must get ready for work. I'll try not to throw my head upon the streetcar tracks in hopes of being put out of my misery.

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