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February 5th, 2008 @ 11:32pm
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I had a short story published in the magazine. Isn't that amazing? I didn't even tell anyone I'd written it. My boss found it in my office and took it. When he confronted me, I was embarassed, but then completely surprised when he raved about it.
I..am in a great mood. I should be sleeping, since it's nearly one AM, but I can't.
I hope you're having a wonderful night as well.
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January 10th, 2008 @ 10:13pm
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"Mayor Bloomberg and Police Commissioner Kelly today announced that New York City's historic crime reduction has continued and New York remains the safest big city in the country according to the FBI's Preliminary Semiannual Uniform Crime Report for the first six months of 2007."
Well, that's good news. Can't say I actually feel safer, but it's good to know that things are better? I don't know. I still don't like to walk anywhere on my own. I DO carry mace, but nothing else. I guess I'm just biding my time until something bad happens to me too. Hah. I can actually see myself being one of those women.. like the one who was jogging in the park and got stabbed? I'll probably end up like that. Sad, I can laugh about it.
I get to cover the primaries in the paper. I'm pretty excited. I have an article going out on it next week and then once it's over I am doing another. They've been giving me a lot more leniancy lately and as far as they're stretching my skills, I have this gut feeling I might get promoted, but I don't want to get my hopes up.
I actually met someone from Newsweek the other day. They gave me a card, having known who I was, somehow. Perhaps I should look into that? It would be nice to write for a magazine.
You know what would be perfect, though? To publish a book. I think I'm too afraid of giving my manuscripts to an editor and how they'd be torn to pieces. I just don't know if I could handle hearing how bad of a writer I am. Meh. I'm content with journalism. I won't complain. It's just a dream I have.
I know I'm not voting for Hilary Clinton. I'm just not one-hundred percent WHO I'll vote for.
I should go fold my laundry.
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January 6th, 2008 @ 6:26pm
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Someone decided, today, that it was necessary that I know that the size of a dog's litter is determined by how many times it has sex. I really didn't care to know that. It kind of creeps me out.
Now you all know it along with me.
My 2008 has been peculiar so far. I've been very happy, but it's just starting to seem like time is flying. I mean.. I'll be twenty-six in a few months. Most women are married before then. I can't imagine being someone's wife. I mean, I can, but I don't see anyone wanting to marry me. Hmmm. I think it scares me.
New York is freezing and my coat is nearly worn out. I've got to get a new one as soon as I can, but money's a bit tight right now. I think my old one can last a tad longer. We'll see, huh?
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