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tomorrow for my farewell lunch, my bosses are taking me to the red house. yum! i have heard good things about their lobster risotto.

my desk is now pristine-clean. my list of tasks left to do is dwindling, and i begin to obsess about the few tiny things left to do. the most perfect label. the absolutely neat stack of paper. etc.


i bought sims 2 last night. i naively thought i could apply my decade-old sim experience to this new-fangled world. not so! i am so inept and confused and overwhelmed with possibilities that my sims are unfulfilled and they hate me. needy little pixels! also they get in fights with each other, with alarming frequency. i promise i will not write about it much more in this journal, but i just wanted to say that i went to sleep distressed last night, because the welfare of these tiny fake people was weighing heavily on me. daniel has no job! they hate the new flower vase i bought! they wake up in the middle of the night and shake their fists at god (me), which is a very disconcerting feeling, when you are new to their universe.

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