Good lord, Jen. And I thought my moving experience was rotten. The problem with going to college, I think, is that it forces you into a perpetual habit of moving during the hottest days of the year, because you initially move in June or July, then constantly sign one-year leases that force you to continue moving in June or July. This last move was my fourth since graduating college, and every time it happens I think, "That does it! Next time I'm moving in October when it's cool out!" And then I spend a year or two in a rented home and eventually forget about my vow. The good news is that the weather has finally cooled off to a fit-for-humans sort of temperature. High of 80 today. I can definitely handle that. This is the first morning since I moved in here that I didn't wake up damp with sweat. There's been a ripple in the force over the past couple of days with regard to my friends. As you can see from Holly's post, Aamir got arrested. I tried feeling bad for him and offering sympathy, but he continues to insist that the whole experience has been rather enjoyable. I quote: "Taking a nap in the holding cell was kind of fun, and the cops were really cool." Jen (friendJen, not bloggerJen) lost her job yesterday. She came to the end of her three-month probabionary period at her new job and was summarily excused from her duties. Not, as you might think, for any of the usual reasons. She showed up on time, did her job to the best of her abilities. The reason they gave her was that they "didn't think she'd be happy here." In other words, she was let go because of personality conflicts with her co-workers. They all but admitted as much. On the upshot, they've given her 3 weeks pay and are reportedly attempting to find her a different position at the university. We shall see how that goes. The Tony/Jen/Aamir/Parker (they've become known as "T-JAP") household hosted a housewarming party last night where the keg beer flowed like water. Well ... Water stored in metal barrels that produces a whole lot of foam when dispensed from a tap, anyway. I got home around 3:30 a.m. to find three unhappy cats, one or two or three of whom had determined that they would punish me for my extended absence (I think my cats have problems with passive-aggressive behavior) by tearing the sheets off my bed, brushing them to the floor, and shedding all over them. I swear I heard them all snickering while I reconstructed my bedclothes before finally going to sleep around 4:00.
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