Someone hire this man

Video shows man rush to stop runaway stroller with baby right before it rolls into busy street

'Heroes Reborn' was absolutely wonderful!

It was nice to see the intrigue is back, with all the small plots weaving together to form a larger one. I am definitely hooked! I loved 'Heroes', particularly the first part of the series, and it's nice to see some familiar faces as well as new ones. I have the series on DVD thanks to a deep sale at Half Price Books, so I should re-watch the episodes. My favourite was the one where we saw the camp where Angela Petrelli had been in when she was young. Like the 'X-Men' comics, series, and films, there are lots of references in 'Heroes' to the persecuted, and there were absolutely overt comparisons to gays, blacks, and Jews--among others--in both the original series and this one. The miniseries starts with a great festival symbolising peace between humans and 'Evos'--those with powers, with rainbow placards and people protesting with signs worthy of the Westboro Church. I am already into the characters and plots and subplots. YKWIA and our friend Tammy both watch it, too--in fact, I was watching over at YKWIA's, and Tammy called within a couple of minutes of the end to chat about the show. Anyway, I think we all three enjoyed it immensely.

But on a more positive note...

'Grimm' has been renewed for a fifth season by NBC.

And then there's this:

Ooooh! Count me as intrigued....

Post by Heroes.

A sad story, but he saved several lives

8-year-old boy rescues 6 relatives from fire, dies trying to save 7th

In his final moments, 8-year-old Tyler Doohan managed to rescue six people -- including two younger children -- from a burning mobile home in upstate New York, authorities said.

A last-ditch effort, however, to save his disabled grandfather cost the boy his life. His body was found by his grandfather, whom Tyler considered a best friend.

The trailer did not have a working smoke detector, which could have saved everyone. Please test your detector regularly.

Something that made me cry....

Guide dog dies after pushing 4-year-old boy away from speeding car

A beloved guide dog died after he pushed a 4-year-old Atlanta boy away from the path of a moving car that ran a stop sign — seconds after the pooch was struck, the owner said.

Dave Furukawa — the visually-impaired owner of the brindle boxer, Simon — said he was walking his son, Will, to school when a red Chrysler ran through the stop sign and hit the pooch as they crossed a street on Monday.

But the brave dog bounced back up in time to push Will out of the way, witnesses said.

There is a picture of Furukawa and Simon sleeping with a baby Will, which is priceless. As a guide dog, Simon kept his owner safe, being his eyes. But he loved the child enough to, although already having been hit by a car, get up and push the boy out of the way. Having been hit by a car, I can tell you that I'm not sure even I would have the presence of mind to do that. I was kind of in shock, and couldn't even grasp at first what had happened.

“Broken leg, and he had a gash on his side and he had internal bleeding — but he followed home,” Furukawa said. “Once he was sure Will was okay, he laid down.”

The family rushed the injured 80-pound dog to an emergency vet, but Simon died on the way.

RIP, Simon. You were a brave and good dog. And please folks, slow down and pay attention to paedestrians. A car sped through a stop sign and killed this brave animal and nearly mowed down the humans with him. Running late, playing with your phone, whatever causes the distraction--it's not worth a life.

Big ball in sky go down, temperatures plummet

Okay, it's not as bad as yesterday when I went to the bus stop early in the morning with -2 windchill. But it is really cold outside, even when you're bundled up, and the wind just goes through you. Have I ever mentioned that I'm a springtime/autumn kind of girl? I don't like very cold or very hot temperatures. Snow is pretty, of course, but it has its own issues.

Today I had a very productive day at the hospital, working completely through my to-do list. My new planner is much like my old one but more compact, at it includes space at the bottom of every day for a to-do list.

On my personal to-do list I had to call LifeScan about my blood glucose meter, which was giving an error and staying on, and no button would help. Taking the battery out and re-seating it brought it back to life. The nice thing is that if we had not been able to troubleshoot it into working, they would have sent me another one for free, which really says something about how they stand behind their product. I have one of the original One Touch Ultra Minis, so I was impressed that they would replace it even though I've had it quite a while.

I also activated my new flexible spending account card. I still have $177 on the old one, and I have until March to spend it; I think I did pretty well with it, all things considered. I'll use that first, obviously, but that's about three medicines. I elected a slightly smaller amount with the new account; last year was $3,000 (yes, I have that much in medical expenses, isn't that scary, and that's with good insurance). This new one is a little less, since I don't think I'll need more crowns (I had three put on in 2009). But I do need orthotics for my feet, they're not covered by my insurance, and they are $360. So it's time to make a call to the podiatrist. I was waiting for the new account to kick in so that I could pay for them. Here's hoping they'll solve the foot issues.

I got my new pants from Land's End (via Amazon) that I had ordered, paying partly for it with money my grandmother gave me for the holiday. They meet all the criteria for work: twill, Dockers style, belted, and black (khaki is also allowed, but subject to coffee spills and other stains). I guessed on the inseam being 26 and apparently was right. They have elastic in the back which is covered by the belt. They fit fine, which is good, as they were about $50 with the tax and shipping! Considering that the belt was also $30, and I need more pants now that I know they fit, I really wish I could talk to the corporate person who decided on this uniform policy about how difficult it is for larger women to find such pants. Even one of my co-workers, about my size, who gleaned several pairs from consignment shops and Goodwill, had a pant accident the other day, as a seam ripped down her leg, even though they fit her waist.

Okay, I guess that's enough for now. I'm going to try to watch tonight's two-hour 'Heroes' episode, although I have it set on DVR just in case I get sleepy. I need to do laundry, but I'm thinking about getting up early tomorrow and doing that. Now that I've warmed up I don't want to go back out in the cold. Of course, it'll be colder tomorrow morning, and we have more snow.

Thrilling

Last night I got home very late (after both game and giant grocery run) and was both very tired and keyed up because we finally reached the climax/conclusion to the insidious Utatti Asfet campaign module for Call of Cthulhu. Okay, granted, my character had her head split open from an ushbati soldier with a bronze sword, but there's every bit of hope that she'll get better. And another character was sidelined three-fourths of the way through due to asp bites after having been riddled with bullets half-way through. So my characters have definitely been in the line of fire this campaign. Through it we went through Tonga, New Orleans, the Sudan, and back again, ran afoul of Homeland Security, dealt with mummies, flying monkeys, and a cultist with lots of money and substantial magics.

But we saved the world, anyway.

There were some missteps, but we came through in the end and even resisted Great Cthulhu's offer to help. That's something.

But I'm glad it's over. Hopefully we'll have time to recover and have some downtime. I know those of you who have never played a pencil-and-paper roleplaying game, or know HP Lovecraft's Mythos probably have no idea what I'm talking about, but it was quite exciting and satisfying, and I do this for fun every week--dealing with fictional apocalypses. :)

Tonight it's over to a friend's for the 'Heroes' premiere. Yay!

PS My friend is having issues with Commodo (the anti-virus program) detecting a trojan virus when this page loads. I can't duplicate it either at home or at the library. Is anyone else having any trouble? Please comment if you are! It may be one of the javascript gadgets, but for the life of me, I don't know where to begin, save removing them one at a time. But I can't detect it, even though I have an up-to-date Commodo on my machine as well, so there you are. I think it may be time to e-mail Google. Thanks!

Yay, more fish!

Brenda brought two black swordtails for me--a male and a female--when she came to the game today, with some duckweed thrown in. I just acclimated them to the tank and fed everyone. The swords are very active but aren't bothering the baby platies. They are already mating, so hopefully soon I'll have little swords as well. I haven't had a chance to check the water quality lately, but I did put a capful of nitrate-fixing bacteria in for good measure (it's good on a monthly basis for maintaining the tank). Turns out the swords like algae and are tearing into the stuff that's still left over from when the nitrates got so bad. I'll take some water over to Animal House sometime this week and have them check, since they use a liquid test kit rather than the dip sticks, the former being more accurate.

Okay, that's all for now. I'm getting very sleepy. I want to watch the last episode of 'Heroes' in preparation for the season finale tomorrow, but I'm too tired right now. I'm going to try to get up later to do it.

Okay, my best friend pointed out that I was whigning about the car/food situation

and he's right. It's not like I, a professional librarian, said something like, 'you know, I don't know any crockpot recipes but I can look them up' or did much else than whign in a passive, pathetic way. My apologies.

Today was a nice diversion. I got over to the gamemaster's house late because I overslept, and it takes a good long while to get to his house by bus. But the game was very enjoyable and included a wild ride in a small boat being levitated through the air and whooshing quickly in an attempt to escape a huge tentacled swamp monster. It would have made a great attraction at Disney.

Afterwards, Brenda took us on the big grocery run and then dropped me off at my house. She also helped out with some bus money, which I appreciate.

I got in a little while ago and fed the fish, watching them for quite some time. Then I breezed through the articles in my news reader.

I'm not sure I'll be able to watch 'Heroes' with my friend tomorrow; that may depend on the bus times. But I am looking forward to watching it--it's just more fun to watch with him, and I think it may be the last one of the season--I'm not sure about that.

Okay, so it's not just sinuses

I have low-grade fever and feel very virus-y (if you've ever had a cold or flu, you know what I mean), and even though I've had hours of rest I'm tired, achy, and feel worse this evening, which makes sense, as viruses tend to be worse in the morning and night, in my experience anyway. My head hurts. So do my hands. I just hurt all over.

So I'm not over at a friend's to watch 'Heroes' tonight. I'm stuck at home with the crud. Gack.

Productivity

Yesterday was a rare Thursday that I was off from both the store and my normal after-work activities, so I:

1. Paid my rent.
   
2. Made the bed.
   
3. Worked at the hospital.
   
4. Went to the pharmacy to get something to counteract one of the main side effects of Strattera. Funny how multivitamins or calcium pills aren't covered under flexible spending accounts, but fiber tablets plus those things are.
   
5. Basked in the sunbeam that was in my living room like a cat.
   
6. Gathered and took all the trash out.
   
7. Washed dishes. Twice. My dishwasher has a few issues.
   
8. Straightened up the house. I still had papers out from looking for the W-2s and things had gotten just a little messy from being sick and then busy.
   
9. Re-potted plants from work using soil from the dead Yule tree.
   
10. Fed and watched fish.
    
11. Did some errands.
    
12. Watched the first episode of 'Heroes' that I missed last week.
    
13. Got A from work.
    
14. Went to bed early knowing I'd done a great job and feeling a little more secure about things, since I'll have a roof over my head again.
    

Today I'm up early to work on some notes. I went to do yoga and discovered that it may be time to replace my old VHS A.M. Yoga with Rodney Yee; the tape came out of the cassette and although I wound it back, the machine won't rewind it now. Fortunately it's on DVD. But I went ahead and put on some meditative music and went through the routine anyway; I've done it enough I remember it pretty well.

At work I need to distribute my needs assessment, print out some surveys, shelve the books and journals, and then whatever else comes up. I'm ahead on my time quite a bit (I haven't really been eating lunch much, so I haven't been taking the time off), so I can leave about 1:15, which is good because I have some errands to run with a friend.

I also need to work on some garden plans later today because I promised I'd have them ready by Sunday. I hope I still have the yard measurements; it's pretty muddy out there right now.

Well, it's getting light. I should start on things. Here's to getting rest the other day, for it is the foundation of productivity. :)

PS Woo-hoo! I do have the measurements!

Defeat

I cannot find the W-2s anywhere. So tomorrow I must:

1. Call at some ungodly hour (also known as 7 am) about my electric.
   
2. Take out the trash.
   
3. Do the dishes.
   
4. Request copies of my W-2s to be issued.
   
5. Contact the serials vendor regarding a page linking to electronic journals.
   
6. Distribute the needs assessment I created last week.
   
7. Print off our peformance improvement surveys.
   
8. Work at the store for truck night.
   
9. Miss 'Heroes' another week in a row.
   

I'd hoped to watch last week's episode tonight, but was so tired when I came in I went straight to bed obstensibly for an hour or so. That was at 10:30 pm. It's 2 am now. I've eaten a bit and I'm going back to sleep. The fish are fed and happy. Good night.

Another weather post

It's supposed to be 8 degrees tonight so of course my car door latch froze open again. A little WD-40 sprayed into the latch to loosen it and get rid of any ice did the trick after a few minutes. I'm keeping some in the car now for just such instances. I also have a lighter for if the door lock freezes, where I can heat a key, and I've been leaving my car unlocked when it's really cold, because I doubt anyone would steal it and there isn't really anything of value inside. And yes, I know not to mix the WD-40 with the lighter. That would be...bad.

Saturday it's supposed to be in the 30s and Sunday it's supposed to be near 50, so hopefully this will start melting, although it'll be a mess. I figure all told we got about 3-4 inches of snow in Lexington and about 1/2 an inch of ice. The melting is causing big icicles to form and they're falling from the power lines as people drive under. I guess as the thaw happens there's a chance that limbs will plummet still. My power's been holding. Our performance improvement director told me that if it goes back out, I should come to the hospital, plug in the CPAP, and camp out in my office or if they have a free room, there. Some of the nurses had to stay overnight because they couldn't get home and back. She said that was really a medical necessity and I shouldn't hesitate next time. There are some advantages to my job. :)

PS I was off from the store this week but someone quit and my boss called to see if I could help out Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday. I have an appointment on Tuesday, so I volunteered to work the other two. I'm working 3-10 on Monday (a truck night) and 3-9 on Wednesday. What didn't I think of? 'Heroes' starts back on Monday night at 9. I cannot believe I forgot. I guess I just can't fathom that it's almost February. I knew that it was coming on February 2nd, but just didn't make the connexion when I looked in my planner. I am an idiot. I guess I'll be watching on the web after the fact. I need to put in a request to not work Mondays, I think.

Eeeeeeeeeeee!

I finally got to see those last two episodes of 'Heroes'. They were very good. I'd predicted some of it when a friend told me tiny bits and pieces without trying to give it away, but not everything. I like a certain new power that's cropped up, and I'm glad my favourite hero got something back that he lost.

Whoopee!

Okay, time to go to bed. I got everything I wanted done, although I should have worked on the notes longer. Plus I got some rest. But I watched the webcast, watched 'Heroes' and its rampant carnage, rearranged the dining area, went through some papers and threw out some more things. I found out that National City had sent me the Barnes and Noble card I was looking for in the mail, I just overlooked the envelope. Now if I could just find that freaking Obama sticker. :) The plan is to get up early enough to work on notes more. Good night.

I am utterly relaxed

having eaten not merely one tasty and filling meal, but a second of leftovers, burnt incense and candles, put on low lights, listened to reed pipe music, sat in a comfy chair with heated massage, and generally allowed myself to let any stresses of my life drain away.

Considering I rather dreaded Thanksgiving, this is in and of itself a reason to give thanks. Going to visit relatives is always a bit of a crap shoot, I suppose. And I was a little anxious over the car and lack-of-cell-phone-minutes as well, for which a friend mocked me, since after all the majority of my life, and that of human existence, has gone along quite nicely without that sense of security given by a cell phone. (I believe Conestoga wagons even came into that discussion.)

I got up early, forewent cleaning out the car and the time it would take, deciding that if my grandmother wanted to harp about its state, she didn't need a ride to my mother's. As it turned out, my stepfather came and collected my grandmother, his mother, and myself from Danville and brought us to Stanford, along with a table and extra chairs for some unexpected family guests.

I used my limited funds to get another quart of oil, for a total of two to go into the engine today, put the rest into gas sans two dollars for a loaf of bread, and managed to get my gas pumped with the price still at $1.59 (they had a gas 'restoration' scheduled later for $1.75). I also used a free drink coupon to have something for the trip down, and so made the trip on very little money. I was early for a change, giving me time to have a good visit with my grandmother, who was not feeling well today. She showed me her new teeth and talked about her cataract surgery. She did at no point mention my mother lending me money for the rent. Either she doesn't know (which is unlikely--she knew about the gas card my mom gave me at the same time) or has had enough difficulties this year herself that she had some sympathy. We discussed how difficult things are right now for many people, including ourselves. Also, apparently my stepsister Amy, whom I had never met, died recently. I asked my mother later and she died two weeks ago. Amy was a very large woman, tall like her dad, but nearly five hundred pounds, and apparently her heart gave out on her. I think she was about my age or more than likely younger.

John came and picked us up and then his mother. On the way over to her house I saw I big Rottweiler in the back of a truck with its tail intact. It looked like a big baby. :)

John's mother is a delight. Oh, she talks up a storm, but then so do I, so I appreciate the need for someone to listen and did so. She's very fragile, and sometimes can't remember a name or two, which irritates her to no end. I can sympathise. Of course, she's in her 80s and I'm in my 40s. Like my grandmothers and mother, she was a nurse. But she has a very vibrant personality--and isn't afraid to give a whole parcel of her mind on the subject of her family's shortcomings--not in a mean-spirited way, but just speaking from the hip. No one is pulling the wool over that woman's eyes.

Dinner was nice. There were: my mom, my stepfather, his mother, her mother, me, two of his sons, a girlfriend, and two grandsons. The kids were relatively well-behaved (they even managed not to break John's iPhone) and one was quite proud of his toy night-vision goggles that opened up to look like something out of Robot Chicken.

I had a little bit of quite a lot, enough to be pleasantly full without being uncomfortable. And then I was able to take another plate plus desserts home with me. As usual, since I don't eat the turkey, ham, dressing (due to the broth), or gravy, my mom made me some fish. I didn't try the oyster dressing; it just isn't my thing, although I gather that if you do like oysters it is very good (I tried some last year and it was not bad). Then there were mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes (candied with Splenda), cranberry sauce, rolls, green beans (without meat, so I could have them), and best of all, deviled eggs. I love deviled eggs. :) Plus there were Splenda-sweetened pumpkin, butterscotch, and chocolate pies. I had to laugh; my step-brother was very put-out by the lack of a pecan pie. One of my friends had a similar grievance about his Thanksgiving menu. But apparently Splenda doesn't do well in pecan pie and my mother swore off sugar-free ones with sugar alcohols because, well, if you're not familiar with the results of sugar alcohol-laden food, go try some, but don't go too far from a bathroom.

We visited for awhile. The kids and their folks went at one point and left us to catch up on things. I told my mom about some long-term changes being proposed for the hospital which may affect my job within about 5-10 years. Boyle County's library is expanding to about twice its size. They're over in a storefront or industrial site building for now during the building renovation. So they may be hiring soon.

Throughout the visit there was much dog action on the part of my grandmother's dog Bo and my mother's Sassy. They weren't together but both are very spirited smaller dogs. Sassy didn't really like the children. One of them scolded her at one point and she just really let him have it, and didn't care for him the rest of the visit. She's a chihuahua-rat terrier mix, it looks like. She didn't like me at all when I first came in but at one point I went outside and patted the outside dog, Shadow, who seemed forlorn because she knew Sassy was getting bits from the table. Once Sassy smelled the other dog on me, it's like I had some sort of key. I must be okay after all. My mother's cat, Trouble, even put in an appearance. We are concerned though because she's sixteen years old and sleeping in the litter box, a bad sign of cats going downhill. I really wish I had a picture though of John asleep on the couch whilst the rest of us were visiting and Sassy was up in the crook of his arm out cold, too.

We wound up watching a good bit of One Night at McCool's, which was a comedy and goofy, but not bad. maybe a little better than average, about a woman who is pure poison to the men around her. It had Liv Tyler, Matt Dillon, Michael Douglas, John Goodman, Paul Reiser, and Reba McEntire (the last interestingly enough as a psychiatrist). Let me tell you, Paul Reiser looks good in bondage leather get-ups. After the movie, we decided to let my mom get some rest since she has to work tonight and went back to Danville. Since it was getting dark, I pretty much just came on home.

The drive back was uneventful, although a little busier than the drive down. I stopped and got some medication on the way and then sat down and watched 'Heroes'. It was a very good episode, well crafted. The ending startled me, because although the possibility had (yes YKWIA, I know you'll say I'll say this) occurred to me, the picture given was much more effective than what I had imagined. I so want to watch part two, and I'm working, so I'll have to watch on the web again. :(

Anyway, that was my Thanksgiving. Turns out I found I had a lot to be thankful for, not the least good food and good company. Hope yours went well and was safe.

My schedule is tight from Thursday through Sunday

but I get to watch 'Heroes' on Monday after all. I need to go to the website and watch the episodes I missed. I hear it was awesome, especially this week's.

I'm working Thursday (truck) night for 4 1/2 hours, Friday for 7, and Saturday for 10 at the store. Then there's the game on Sunday. But I'm off Monday-Wednesday from the store, so that's nice.

I don't work at the store tomorrow, either, but I'm going to go into the hospital, work until about 11 am, go to the store for a celebration (one of my co-workers who has been with the company 32 years is retiring), spend a long lunch there (having okayed it with my boss at the hospital), then come back and work a little later than usual to make sure I can finish up the grant work by Thursday.

So I'm missing 'Heroes' again

due to my work schedule. :( That's two weeks in a row, and likely next week, too.

Listening to Marc Broussard's 'Home' [embedding disabled, but it's a great blues-y song]

I've got to get up at 6:45 am but wanted to give you an update

Sorry I haven't posted. The weekend was exhausting. Last night I came home at 11 pm and thought, 'I'll sleep for an hour and get up and blog.' I woke up at 7:30 am and then went back to sleep for ostensibly another hour and woke up 10 minutes to 10, when I normally leave for work, so I was a little late. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Friday I went on an excursion with people from the hospital to one of the local horse farms, Darley Stud. It used to be known as Jonabell Farm and was owned by the Bell family. In 2001 it was bought by Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum of Dubai. He and his junior wife, Her Royal Highness Princess Haya bint Al Hussein, daughter of King Hussein of Jordan, are both very involved in horses. He owns farms throughout the world dedicated to breeding and racing thoroughbreds. She rode for the Jordanian show jumping team in the 2000 Olympics.

We took a tour bus out there (it's off Harrodsburg Road, not far south of Man O'War Boulevard). There were cushy seats. I'd never been in one before, but I kept forgetting to step down to the ramp floor and hit my head once on the overhead bin. I had a window seat, and as we were going down the road, I saw a stone tower.

Now, if you've ever played Call of Cthulhu, you will recognise that stone towers are essential to summoning Yog-Sothoth, an Outer God which touches all space and time. So, what can I say, it's fiction, but it was the first thing that popped into my head. Then we started to turn into that farm, and I was like, neat, we get to see the stone tower up close. I thought it might be a folly, but apparently it's an old water tower. Here is its entrance:

and what the tower looked like from the side:

Here's a picture of me against a bookcase of bound Blood-Horse Magazine issues (must remember to take off my glasses when using the flash, as I have Transitions lenses). It's not a great picture (note to self, get a hair cut so I have some shape and body, and don't look like a member of a religious cult), but there you go. Also, don't wear black when you're going to pet horses--you just get hair all over you.

I really need to learn to smile in photos. Gods, I look hideous.

We also saw the grave of Affirmed, the last winner of the Triple Crown--in 1978. He was euthanised in 2001 after a serious bout of laminitis (the same problem that led to Barbaro's death) and buried whole at the farm. No horse has been able to attain the Triple Crown since he won 30 years ago. He was known for his rivalry with another great horse, Alydar, who came in second in each of the Triple Crown races after Affirmed. Here's Affirmed's grave:


So that was the trip to Darley. We got to see their prize stallion, Street Cry, pet a pony and a tamer horse, tour some of the farm, and go to a barn. Oh, and they fed us breakfast. Not much for a vegetarian, but what I could eat was good, and the hot chocolate was to die for.

Once we were back at the hospital I actually worked on my vacation for five minutes to submit a report to the national Reach Out and Read organisation. Those reports are necessary for us to receive funding for our early literacy programme, and that was the last day to submit.

I went to a friend's and we watched Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. It was excellent: wonderful acting, beautiful costumes, 1930s ambiance, and a plot that went at a good pace without a lot of unnecessary stuff thrown in. It was, in a word, charming, and it left me feeling good all day, even though I had to work four hours at the store. After work we watched the premiere of 'Sanctuary' on the Sci-Fi channel. It's filmed entirely against green screens with computer-generated sets. I liked it, meaning it will probably not last.

Saturday involved a 10-hour shift at the store, 3 1/2 of which I was by myself and had to deal with a major problem outside with a line in the store. Enough said about Saturday. Oh, and I only got 3 1/2 hours' sleep because I worked on game notes into Sunday morning.

Sunday I picked a friend up at 7 am and we went on a big grocery run. Then there were the game preparations, and then the game. I really enjoyed it. It was downtime, but I got to finally strike back at the creatures who are killing my character's family one-by-one on the full moon. She still lost her brother, but three of the creatures are dead, too, or at least will be once they get taken away in body bags and dealt with.

Today was work at both places, and then 'Heroes'! It really is one of those rare shows that only gets better with each new episode.

Okay, that brings me to now. I need to go on to bed. Have fun, thanks for reading, and I'll try to update as usual tomorrow. At least I have Tuesday and Wednesday off from the store. Yay.

I feel a little like I dodged a bullet

The good news: my electric bill is paid. I thought I might not be able to, and I barely did.

The bad news: I have $10 and some change to my name until Thursday, and slightly over a quarter of a tank of gas. This should be an interesting week.

Fortunately I get paid at both jobs next week. The only thing that saved me this week is that we got our quarterly bonus at the store, so my cheque was much higher than usual, plus I've been working more.

Today feels strange because I'm only working 3-5 at the store, and not during the truck delivery, either, which I'm almost always there for. She has me working 3-5 most weekedays this coming week, except for Monday, where I have a couple of doctor's appointments.

One nice thing about this for tonight is that I can watch the premiere of 'Supernatural' over at a friend's. And I'm very excited about the return of 'Heroes' on Monday--again, I happened to be able to get off. Yay!

Okay, time to go to work, to get more money, to keep the necessities running. Hope to post soon.