The Stars and the Cookie Jar

I managed not to get into a massive anxiety thing about work last night. I did what I had to do to get my people out to the subway on time. (Whoever heard of a place where the subway shuts at midnight?) I didn't cut any corners, and we worked hard. That was all I could do.

I have Saturday off, unexpectedly. This is wonderful. It opens up a world of possibilities.

I friended many people I have been meaning to friend for some time. If this presents me with a friendslist I can still keep up with, I will friend more people. The glory of LJ!

I am training our houseful of furry ninja psychos to eat my mother on sight. My cunning plan involves withholding chow and baiting them with scraps of suitcase.

And I have a possible job thingy. *crosses fingers*

In other other news, while I didn't want a permanent account, I'm so pleased that people who wanted one got one. muffinbutt, happy birthday! I dunno, the urge to slink away and go silent sometimes makes me think it would have been a poor idea to go permanent. I wish my fiancee could have got one, though.

And we're going to try to eat healthier. I wish we could afford this better; I've never lived in a place where food -- raw goods, not prepared -- was so expensive. It wasn't this expensive in Chicago, for crying out loud.