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Not What I Was Hoping for, But...

Received two emails while I was sleeping. One from Amazon.ca, with the subject line "Treat Yourself This Halloween". Oh I plan to. It's going to be fun wearing a tail around everywhere and having a perfectly good reason for doing so. The other one was from one "Miss Jennifer Abend". She starts off by asking how I and / or my family is doing twice, only putting a question mark at the end of the second sentence, then goes on to tell me that she's been poisoned to death by business associates, and that she has an ungodly sum of money in the bank that nobody knows about, aside from her. Spam is really fun :3

But while I'm on that general subject, something from work last night. A truck pulled up to the window, in which there were two girls. I took their money, gave the driver the change, then she motioned at the passenger, and said "My friend wants to know if you'll put your phone number in the bag." Didn't really know how to say "No" at that point, so I just sort of mumbled "sure", and walked down to line. Scribbled "354-6232" on the back of the receipt. It's Heart and Stroke's number. Sure, there's a slight, slight chance that they'll phone up on Wednesday and ask specifically for me, given that I had my nametag on, but that seems more like one of those things that's easily forgettable. And even so, unless we're dealing with a computer problem that involves someone in the Windsor office calling us, nobody really asks for me. But interestingly enough, that makes four or five people now that have told me I have a "beautiful voice" (in one lady's case), or start asking personal questions.

I'm not the only one though. Josh got asked for his number a while ago too, and he wrote down "351-7485" - Taco Bell's number. Not really the smartest choice :s

Also, rain. Now it just needs to get a bit colder and we can have snow <3

Oh, and further developments on last night's internet problem. I noticed while writing a note to Adam on the other computer that an installer for mIRC was on the desktop. Asked him about it just now, and apparently Naomi downloaded it. She told him she knew people that could help fix the problem. Indeed. She said the same thing before when she wanted the password for the modem because some program was preventing her from connecting to the internet and everyone else had her convinced the modem was at fault at first.

It's only quarter to though, so I might be able to finish Level 6 before I have to leave for work. I am averaging about 15 minutes per puzzle though, which I suppose isn't all bad.

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lol
I really do hate guessing.