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For the first time in... who knows how long? Anyone? Anyone? I've certainly lost track and care not to trouble myself with such a menial task. I'm currently at el place-o mi mommo workso. Surprisingly she actually does stuff. Granted, it's not much, but it's stuff. Mostly she faxes and plays Solitaire... minus the Solitaire part. She pays bills, sends invoices, files stuff, tells me to click on things when there are 80 possible things to click on... but mostly she focuses on staying in the chair as long as possible. She's learning me how to do her "work" when she has better things to do like... clean toilets or something. She just informed me that we need to clean the house again today. For those of you that aren't quite up to date this will be the third weekend in a row I've spent cleaning the house for minimum wage... oh wait... I don't get paid. I get "satisfaction in a job well done". I spit on satisfaction. Ptooey. I really only have about an hour left here. I'm supposed to stay until 12:30. She mentioned something about getting paid, but I don't believe her. She just looked at my sentence and was in shock. I take that to mean no money for Julie. Also, for the record, my mother is uber-savvy when it comes to computer terms using phrases like "smallen it" or "diminish it". Clever girl. (If you can tell me which movie that line comes from I'll pay you 38 cents. Don't be afraid to guess.) Travis is coming home today, which is why we have to clean the house again. Mom's going to drive up there to get him. She acted as though I was going to go with her, but since it's Tipti's birthday I'll be at a !fiesta! and unable to accompany her on her arduous journey. What a shame! I went out of town to San Marcos this week, but only Tuesday to Thursday. My plan to spend almost the entire Spring Break in my swim suit was dashed by the weather. Curse you El Nino! Actually, I doubt it has anything to do with El Nino, but I'm trying to keep with the theme. Although the plan was to get in some water time, it was too cold so we spent our time shopping. I got some good stuff. I'm happy with it. Last night I went with Ross, Phillip, and Ben to go "cow-tipping" (pun), but that didn't work out so well. We were going to go see if the fish was still in the alligator's mouth (long story... sort of), but I needed to get home so Ross took me. I feel so fat. I'm pretty sure that the whole time I was in San Marcos I didn't go more than an hour between feeling full. All I did that whole trip was eat, drink, and shop. I must have gained 26 lbs. At any rate, the muscle in my legs from soccer season has yet to go away. I estimate it'll take another year for it to fully disappear, but the sooner the better. Speaking of soccer, I need to organize our end of the year party that we didn't have last year or this year as we were promised. I need to find some time to do that. I think I'll put it on my list of things to do. 30 minutes until my freedom.