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Di is off. She should be in Chicago within the next half hour or so. Waiting for her to call me when she gets there.

I have no will to go to work. I don't even see why I should, since they didn't even give me enough hours this week to justify the fucking gas I'll be using to get there. My check this next time won't even pay my share of the fucking rent. All I want to do is go home and clean. Lots of cleaning and scrubbing and redoing the desktop which is running so damn sluggish right now. And I know I won't be able to settle down until I hear that Di's in Villehermosa

I don't know what to do. Go home and clean or go to work and feel like shit while dealing with idiots. I'll probably go and see what they gave me for hours next week, then decide if I'm staying or not.

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Di is in Houston now. She had two good flights (She loved the one from Chicago to Houston, something about it being so high up and clear and the shade of blue of the sky.)

One last trip, which could be fun in the beginning, depending on if the storms hit or not in that area tonight. She leaves in about 40 minutes, gets into Villahermosa at 9pm.

Yay.

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It's happening again.

I wish I had gone with Di.