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"...All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us..."
~J.R.R. Tolkien
Tape off the doorframes. Second and in some places third coats are drying. Now I need to vacuum and clean the bathroom et voila! I think I'm ready to move in tomorrow. The only downside? All my furniture is still in Waco. So I have some books and clothes and things, but no place to put them really.
I'm glad I have moving in to work on this week. And I start work on Monday. Huzzah. One bummer: my first paycheck won't be until the 15th. So I'm going to have to withdraw some money from my contingency fund to live on until then. The perks: I have no housing type bills to pay, and my groceries can come from the mission. I picked up baked beans, cinnamon applesauce, and the knock off brand of cheezits to tide me over. Yeah, I'm not much of a cook. For myself that is. Today I've had a glass of cranberry juice, a Pepsi, and a couple of handfuls of cheezits. Pasta, though, is currently boiling away.
Paint Guy #1:Ok, guys, I'm out of here. So...so long, farewell, auf weideresehen, goodbye!
Paint Guy #2: Adieu, Adieu. To yur and yur and yur...
Paint Guy #3: The time...has come...to something and say goodbye...
I just witnessed it. Three guys in a paint store breaking into song. I wonder how many times their wives and girlfriends have forced them to sit through it.
Rachel: "Well, he doesn't look asian. All six-odd feet of him."
Tasha: "Actually, only four of them are odd."
Vanessa: "Well, 1, 3, and 5 really."
Rachel: "Oh bad bad bad bad word."
Aaron: "It would be different if it was really good chocolate."
Rachel: "Funny. She can't look at a guy without his shirt on, but she can say 'testicles' in public."
Vicky: "That's different. It's food!"
Vanessa: "If you would like to see...how all of these children...fit...under a twenty foot trailer...I can help you."
Torrie: "That's the point of tour: Getting out of stuff with your homestay politely."
Tasha: "Maybe when she gets married if she thinks of it as a buffet she'll be ok."
Torrie: "I made banana bread!"
Tasha: "For the first time?"
Torrie: "No,the second time."
Austen: "The first time with sugar."
An audience member to Jules: "Your horrible brown nose was terribly effective."
An audience member to me: "I like your scar."
Sign: "Motivational Fulfillment and Packing Service."

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I just got back from my formal interview. I'll know for sure tomorrow. My grungy tour clothes are already in my car to begin cleaning out my little staterooms and painting. I'm going back to bed shortly. My head feels like it's going to explode any moment.
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