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I got up an hour early this morning so I could come to work an hour early to do battle with the Killer Spreadsheet of Doom. I was going to be such a good little worker bee. And then my key wouldn't work on the door to my building. The lock was obviously fucked up (I used the key just last weekend!) and no one else was here yet to let me in. So my hour was wasted - along with the three bucks I spent on breakfast that I otherwise would've gotten for free from our office kitchen. I read a bit of the Cville and waited for someone else to show up at the building with a better key. No one came for a while (most offices don't open here until 9am, and I was here at 7), so I decided to work with my key some more. It took about 15 minutes of tweaking and jiggling and shaking, but I finally got in. I got all the easyish parts of the Killer Spreadsheet of Doom knocked out, but there's still a lot to do and I'm in no mood to tackle it right now. I have to write newsbites in a half an hour, so I'll get to the spreadsheet after that.

Since my folks are out of town, I handled Halloween last night. I have to admit it - I love kids. I was so excited every time the doorbell rang, and I just thought everyone was so adorable. One single dad who looked younger than me brought his four or five year old daughter to my door, and it just melted my heart. They weren't from our neighborhood, so I'd never seen them before, but I'd say the dad was probably about 20 or 21. His little girl looked so cute, and she had such perfect manners and he was really nice, too. Granted, I only saw into their lives for five minutes, but I just got the feeling that here's a guy who made some errors as a kid, but totally took responsibility and did everything right from there on. It takes serious effort to raise a kid with good manners, and I just wanted to give her all the candy in my basket (probably wouldn't have helped, though). Anyway there were moments last night where I really felt instinct kicking in - I guess I am a woman after all - I don't know what that means for my future as a parent or not, but it was kind of a neat feeling.

Tonight after work I'm going to play tennis with Brent if it doesn't rain like the forecast says it might. I'm hoping to catch the Wiyos tomorrow night, but this Friday is my rededication to fitness day. I plan to go to the gym every evening for the next two weeks, starting Friday. Let's see how well that plan holds up...I kinda pigged out yesterday, so I'm giving myself a few days to transition before I really start kicking my ass...but I've gotta start soon before I completely fall off the wagon. Can't have that:)

Peace.

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I'm done with the Killer Spreadsheet of Doom. For now.

I'm trying this new thing at work, where I bring my lunch...it saves a good bit of money, which makes me very happy, but it really makes my day feel about six times longer. Taking an hour and actually leaving the office and socializing each day really helped time fly. But it also required a lot of unnecessary spending on my part, so I'm cutting back on the eating out. I believe it's although quite a bit healthier not to eat restaurant food all the time, even if the alternative is a bunch of spaghetti-o's and easy mac.

I'm having lunch out tomorrow with Adam, but it's his turn to pay for that so it's all good, and then it'll be more microwave pasta come Friday. Considering I've been spending anywhere from $3.50-$12.50 on my daily lunches, I'd say this is a good thing for me. And when I move into my new apartment - SIX WEEKS and counting! - I'll go home for lunch and cook there. I'm expanding my cooking repertoire quite nicely. In the last month I've made mashed potatoes from scratch, all kinds of egg variations, corn pudding, cornbread, and lots of veggie stuff that all I have to do is boil water. I'm getting kinda good at this stuff:) That doesn't mean I enjoy it, though. I'll probably never *like* cooking. But for the most part, if it saves me moolah, it's something I'm willing to try.

Time to go play some tennis.

Peace.