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'Parently, I have an interesting bearing checking account. I had no idea. No doubt the earning of said interest requires maintaining a certain balance. I doubt that balance is the $26 my account hovers at a majority of the time.

Whatever. I earned a whole one cent today. Go me!

I need to get out of the house, one of my hold orders is ready at the library. I've watched all my movies. Read one of my books. But it's still only 20 degrees outside, so damn cold. I want to go back to bed.

I've picked up more 12 more hours at work this week. Ah, they're all tomorrow. Five and a half at my store, and a 7.5 hour closing shift at the new store up the road but it's a nice chunk of additional pay.

And I have stock now, Bean Stock. A whole $33 worth. Whoo hoo! Now I can retire. By the time I can move and buy a place of my own hopefully it will grow into a decent down-payment.

I chatted on-line last night with my old friend, Kim. I was contemplating what I would do after Dragon Baby finishes school. It will be three years before my DMP is paid off but I'll still have another two to save money for a move. June of 2013, then Dragon Baby will have graduated high school. If I'm lucky. I hope he never learns he can legally quit school without parental consent at 17. With his temperment I think he'd do it. Despite his intelligence he loathes school, the technicals of it are difficult for him. Of course I'd bring him with me if he wanted to come, he's my baby, but he'd have to contribute and how would he get a job with no diploma?

Plus he'd have to keep any disapproval to my true nature to himself. He's suprisingly straight-laced for being my child. If I stay up all night and sleep all day and paint for days on end and hang out with others of my kind and smoke cigarettes and drink vodka from the bottle and walk around in torn clothing with a rat's nest for hair well that's my decision.

That wasn't where my train of thought was going. My place to live when I can finally move. Will I move to Elgin or Woodstock and go to school first? Move to Greenfield, IN like I had wanted for a long time, be near Sal and other friends. Move back to southern Indiana? There's an artist colony there now, on the grounds of what used to be a Catholic retreat. I lost my viriginity there. I don't know as I'd want to apply for a residency, too expensive...but maybe a fellowship. Or not even that...just a job, not even for pay, just room and board. Or should I move to Europe, be an ex-pat and a starving artist? It has great romantic appeal but I don't think I could do that, live across the ocean from my children.

Kim invited me to move to Florida. There's schools there too ya know. And it's warm there, warm I tell you! She works for the big D down there, rhymes with his knee. Which is smirk-worthy as she is so un-his-knee. Works in the stable there though, which IS perfect for her.

I'd have to drive to Indiana or Florida. I'm never going to an airport again if I can in any way help it. Not even to Europe, I'll take a ship.

I was trying to remember if I'd taken my medication but I can tell now. I did.

Bathtime, to warm up. Then out to do things.