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Who is your ideal partner in the wizarding world? by Silvikins
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When I used my legal name, I ended up with Hermione. It was funny. And really, I probably do have better things to be doing at six thirty in the morning. But all I can think of is sitting here, listening to my husband and the running shower and wondering why exactly we only have this lifetime of weekends.

Clearly we need more fufilling jobs. I have yet to see any to apply for, much less get.

So we keep going, and going. They have fired at least three people in the past month, and the attrition rate is climbing. Hell even my supervisor from the night shift quit. The only thing that keeps me going is the fantasy of quitting my job and moving to work with Cate. We talked about houses, and it would be a wonder if Alan and I could get a house. I would like that. Alan would get stuck mowing the lawn, because I have an irrational fear of lawnmowers. I blame it on this poem we read during the English IV AP exam in high school, all about a frog that gets run over by a lawnmower and the slow death that follows.

I keep going because I know next week I'll see Cate, and then we'll come home.

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I have two gmail codes to give away, so I'll give them out to the wild. Comment or send me an email, and be sure to give me your email address.

Work exhausted me. The office was freezing. My monthly report card is a jumble of things I excel at and things that suck. It makes me want to cry, and I get so stressed out over it. Maybe I would deal better if I gave up hope of ever getting a bonus or being named employee of the month. I'm not that popular. My job reminds me too much of high school, just minus the interesting parts.

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I have given away all my gmail codes. That makes me happy.

Alan made seared tuna for dinner, with a dill onion dip. I knew I could never walk away from a man who cooks like this.

There are so many thoughts kicking round my brain, but I don't have the emotional strength for them right now. Everything will have to wait until I have a little breathing space. There are so many things, but knowing what to say and what to leave out is still difficult.

Mostly I want it to be the weekend.