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Dreamed last night that I got a phone call from work, and there was work, and I was going to make enough money to cover all the bills.

Woke up. Entirely false.

Called in to work, no work, reminded that I was willing to work nightshift tonight if anything came in. Bleh.

On the plus side, I found my resume, so I'm updating it and I'll call a couple of temp agencies today. I haven't had to be businesslike in my wardrobe in...three years. I have the feeling that jeans with holes in the knees won't cut it in interviews, though. Blech.

Music

If I had minions, I would tell them to acquire me some Shonen (sp?) Bat Knife to listen to (J-Rock).

Instead I have friends.

Anybody have any that I could borrow?

Edited because I am easily distracted by tangents.