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I shouldn't be spending money since I have a whole $100 in my checking accout (boo for not brining in $ in 3 weeks!) but I ordered myself a pizza. Was in a pizza kind of mood. Yay for pizza.
Work is treating me to lunch sometime this week or maybe next. As a "welcome aboard" thing, a couple weeks delayed.
I was supposed to have some new employee training today, but had to reschedule on account of having to redraft something that I was just about ready to send out. I was running around trying to get my ducks in a row and the person from HR just saw me and was like "um, yea, we'll reschedule." (Yeah, okay, I'm being Miss Vague here, but pretty much everything I do is bound by either HIPAA or attorney/client privilege, so I don't share to keep on the safe side. Or you can pretend that I'm a secret agent and I'd have to kill you if I told you ;).)

Tonight I am heading out and finding myself a tv. The one I'm using belongs to the neighbors, who are moving out Friday. And as a "yay you got a job!" present, my parents are paying for it. :)

One of the security words for my latest craigslist posting was Transcon. No lie.

ETA: Dear Papa Johns, next time you make the hypoglycemic wait 20 extra minutes for her pizza because you can't get your frakking credit card machines to work and then don't redeem her coupon for all her trouble, shit will hit the fan. I am not a nice person when my sugar gets low.