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We went to see Queer Eye at R Place again with motomotoyama, miss_villanelle and Rebecca. It wasn't as funny as last week's but I actually got kind of teary eyed watching the straight guy get all goopy with his girlfriend.

I forgot that my sister was going to be here pretty much all day Monday, so I'm trying to figure out what to do with her that day while still getting to the airport at 3 PM. Meanwhile I've been staying late at work and skipping lunch every day this week so I can leave at 11 on Friday and not have a huge dent in my paycheck. Thank goodness for Essential Bakery (and today's almond brioche)! They give me something worthwhile to do in the 15 minute coffee break I allot myself daily.

My other coworker Aaron (a test lead like me) said he's looking seriously for other work, too, and agrees with me that Q***'s plan (announced at last week's staff meeting) to have people come in for FREE to get training on how to do stuff the Q*** way is bollocks. Work training is paid training, that's all there is to it. I do really hope I get called back to IDX.

Tonight in addition to laundry it looks like we're going to go look at refrigerators. The one in the kitchen is crapping out - milk spoiling 4 days before the grocery store's pull date, ice cream never getting hard - and I want to get it replaced before we're forced to run to the store and get a bunch of styrofoam coolers to keep our chow in.

Huh. Just when you've made some good plans (lunch with Rachel, taking dagmar_b to the airport) someone off and asks to you WORK. Like I want to do that! Anyway, tomorrow will be my first day at Q****, but it's only a three day assignment. They agreed to meet my salary expectations after the first month (it will only be a difference of about a dollar an hour but I really don't want to go back down three years of salary gains so I'm relieved.) I hope I can find time to go to the Boat Street Cafe just one more time next week since I can't do it tomorrow ...

Oh yeah, and apparently I'm married to a Metrosexual.

It's almost 9 PM and it is, in my opinion, still sunny outside. I like this time of the year in Seattle, although we did just have a little cloudburst.

I had a pretty much perfect day, not as outstanding as yesterday (that one is for the books, I tell ya), but close. I took motomotoyama to Fremont to try out the Coldstone Creamery with Rachel, Melanie, and shadowdaddy and most of his office. We three girls hung out an extra half hour after the shadowdaddy crew had departed for work, enjoying the mild weather. Melanie was being extra funny, possibly because she's suffering from office/cabin fever (I loved the joke about the "cubicle hair"), possibly because she's just funny. She kept making jokes and then saying, "Don't forget to put that in your blog." So here's to you, Melanie. Thanks for getting my depressed ass out of the house today.

Afterwards, I went to the bank (where I got a compliment on my dress), Red Light in the U-District (where I discovered that 3 out of 20 dresses make me look like a sack of potatoes, the other 17 merely making me look like cocoon-bound moth), Trader Joe's (where I got two compliments on my dress, one from a mom whose little girl's face lit up when I twirled my skirt for her), and Worthy Opponent's office (again, and I got a compliment on my dress), where I stopped to give him a ride home since the day was basically over.

While I was talking with Rachel, she asked if I'd got a call from Q***, a company I had applied to, what, on Tuesday? Surprise, they called me at home tonight, and I have an interview there tomorrow at 10. I'm not sure how I'm going to work out Sorry Charlies tonight and getting to Q*** without the car tomorrow, but I'm sure I'll figure something out, given that they are about three blocks away from Worthy Opponent's building.