...Zen...

I'm feeling much better now. I was pissed off at K, but I'm not angry anymore. I'm dissapointed in her, and part of me wants her to fail just to prove to myself that it wasn't the job that was pushing her into debt, it was her.

Overall I've had a good weekend. I went to N's birthday party last night, which was fun. D and his annoying girlfriend K was there. I haven't seen or talked to him in what seems like years, and he didn't make any effort to talk to me last night. Which, bothers me a bit, but given that I don't particularly care for him anymore, worked out okay. He was being a baby and complaining and just overall being lame-o.

I worked all of yesterday before the party, and it was pretty good. D was there, and it was nice to see her. We had some good laughs. I'm pleased that our in-house Philipino folk found themselves a better apartment, as their land-lady was ass-raping them, rent-wise for a shitty apartment.

S and I are on rough-terms, I think. She's just annoying me, and I don't know why. I'm feeling very anti-social lately and I just don't feel like hanging out with her. I think she knows, too, and it's not like I don't want to be friends with her anymore, it's just weird.

I had previously made a goal to start dressing more proffessional at my office job - I started out wearing nice blouses and jeans but have progressed into jeans and whatever I can find. No one in the office seems to care, since most of them wear police uniforms, but I don't feel very professional while wearing bummy clothes. So, I went shopping friday before my other job. I tried on maybe 2 dozen shirts and pants, to no bloody luck. I found two tank tops (using up a $50 gift certificate that my aunt sent me), but I really wanted to find pants. Usually it's not to hard to find pants.

Other than that, the London-Fund is now up to $535, making me feel quite pleased with myself.

I'm going to see Sweeny Todd tonight, I hope it's good...