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Thurs, Nov 1
... Boo!
Happy All Saints Day. :o) The carnival last night was great; we had over 1000 people there, which was really, really cool. I love our volunteers. Without them, we'd be screwed, definitely. I also really, really like getting paid! Yay for having money for rent, food, and a Christmas dress in my bank account! And for having enough extra this month to put some into savings. Always a plus, especially after having to do silly things like shell out money for computer repairs.

I can't believe it's Halloween again. Or rather, that it's after Halloween again. Last year, everything changed on Halloween, and I haven't looked back since! It's weird, because it's one of those things that makes me remember all sorts of things that I don't usually think about. I really don't think about things with Brian all that often anymore--it's not part of my life. It's back there in the past, and it helped shape who I am, but it's not part of what I'm becoming now. But there are certain triggers--certain days, or events, or whatever--that make me remember weird things. Halloween is one of them.

After I got home last year, I called Brian and broke off the engagement, and within a week, we were officially, for good, broken up.

This year wasn't quite so eventful, thank goodness. Even though the past few weeks have been almost as crazy as those few weeks were, in a different sort of way, last night wasn't such a turning point. The most stressful and frustrating point of my night last night was the fact that the vacuum cleaner stopped working while I was trying to vacuum the chapel after the carnival. Not a fun time, but at least not quite as life-altering as last year.
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posted at 3:09 p.m.