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Gotta new job for the next 4 weeks. Start Monday. I view it with some trepidation, as the workload sounds fairly monumental and unrealistic. I guess we'll see. Of course everyone at TJFH (The Job From Hell) is all, "oh, why are you leaving?" I'm like, on accounta there's no work here, people. May or may not shoot my scene in the indie movie Sunday (tomorrow). May or may not play the original part I was cast in; may play someone else. I love flux. Interview for visa at French consulate Wed. at 2pm. Freaking. Out. The housemate has disappeared today. No note, no goodbye, just gone. I think he might be off riding motorcycles in the desert, as sometime last weekend, he mentioned this was a possibility. As in, offhandedly saying, "I might go riding next weekend, but I have a lot of work, so I doubt it." Anyone else out there live with a person - ex, spouse, roommate, whatever - who just disappears for an entire day or weekend without a word? I'm just wondering. Watched Monster-in-Law last night and thought it was cute. Don't really get why people hated it. Hate my life, though. Does anyone else refer to Michael Vartan as The Beak? Just wondering. (when I feel fondly towards him, i think of him as the beaker. or just beaker. as in, holy crap, the beaker's got a nice smile.) (bygones, beaks; you know i think you're hot) I got nothin' else. I wanted to do Friday Finds this week, but my week kinda went to hell in a handbasket right about Wednesday, so no go. Have a good weekend, yo. I gots lines to learn 'n **it. St. Katie strikes again. Peace out, copyright 2002
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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