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Today went okay. I asked if it was all right if I bring in a one-cup coffeemaker and leave it in the lunchroom, and the question was passed around Human Resources. An answer will be given tomorrow. Who knew it was such a complicated question? Apparently there are all sorts of issues involved-- probably not the least of which is the revunue they'd lose if I didn't have to pump 50 cents into a machine every time I wanted a cup of coffee. (Good, gourmet coffee in many flavours, but still, 50 cents a cup will add up for me.)

It was weird and kind of nice to be trained by my sister. The work's not hard. My supervisor is a big Brain Candy fan. He rocks. The only really crummy part was that I felt like crap all day. Nose, head, ears, throat-- especially throat. There's no drugstore in the immediate vicinity and none of the convenience stores around carried my cough drop of choice, lemon-flavoured sugar-free Fisherman's Friend. Perhaps they're out of vogue.

Tomorrow is Latin. I've once again forgotten everything I learned, in the space of six weeks. Jesus.

I'm in my parents' empty bed (their room is comfier) with a stack of Alan Rickman movies, and I'm going to have some Nyquil and veg out with my middle-aged British boyfriend for the rest of the night. I found Michael Collins, Dogma, Mesmer, Bob Roberts, Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone and An Awfully Big Adventure, but I can't seem to locate our copies of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets or Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Very disappointing.

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