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So, guess who received 4 new pattern books in the mail the other day and whipped up a pig in a couple of hours? He’s for sale at the moment.

Eddie and I have had a near-perfect day home today. He got to sleep in; I got up early because he was snoring. We showered and headed down to Warwick to the store I was in because I needed to get my final evaluation picked up. Of course, the pharmacist who was doing the eval hadn’t done it yet, which may as well just completely fuck me over. She tells me she only heard about it on Wednesday. That’s all well and good, but seeing how this is Friday, it just goes to show how seriously they took this whole experience.

From Warwick we drive up to Lincoln, where I sit around for 15 minutes waiting for the coordinator to finish up with the student she had in her office. I’m thinking I’ll just hand over the timesheets, explain the eval is on its way, and be done with the whole thing. No, unfortunately I’ve got a 3-page survey to fill out detailing my thoughts on the course and the externship, and then sitting for another 15 minutes while she tried to straighten out several other students’ problems. I finish, give it to her, and she’s on her way out to do something else, and shuffles me off to one of the women who handles all the job placement assistance, who wants to update my resume with the externship.

“Now, what sort of skills did you learn while on the job?” she asks while openning up my resume.

“I ran a register and counted pills.”

“You can’t put ‘counted pills’ on the resume. There must be a technical term for it. Prescription processing? Dosage calculation?”

“It’s not processing because that might imply data entry, which I did for a whole 90 minutes over the course of 6 weeks. And it’s not calculation because I get the label, look at the number printed beside ‘Quantity’ and just count the right amount.” We ended up leaving about an hour after we got there, got lunch, and came home.

Tomorrow Eddie is going to work, and I’m going to Mom’s house, because the women-folk are heading to Riverside to get our hair done. The woman who cuts mine said that she might dye it for free as a graduation gift, so we’ll see what happens.

It’s official. I’m completely finished with school. Today was my last day at my externship site, and I’m now completely done. I debated about whether or not to buy the crew a “Thank you” card for putting up with my constant stream of questions over the last 6 weeks, and decided not to because we’re completely broke. About 2 hours before my shift ended, they ended up completely surprising me with a cake frosted with “Best wishes Crystal!” across the top.

“We should have had them write ‘Deepest Sympathies’ on top, to celebrate your entry into the world of pharmacy,” said one of the pharmacists.

The externship coordinator called work yesterday morning to ask if I’d been hired. I told her no, and that the tech trainer said that if we weren’t hired at the training store to let her know so we could get placed elsewhere. Simple enough to understand, correct? Yeah, I thought so too. That is, until the woman called back again this morning, and asked the same exact fucking questions. *facepalm*

I got a phone call a little while ago from Brian telling me that he and Mom would be up later with the new bed and dresser. Woot! While I’m quite happy to be getting a real bed (not our inflat-a-bed deal we’ve had, comfy as my side is), I’m not pleased with the sheer amount of shit I’ve pulled out of the bedroom, and can’t wait to move into a place that has actual storage. Both the closets in this house are tiny, and 1 of them is really only half a closet because half the storage part is under the stairs leading up to Comrade’s floor. So now the kitchen, which Eddie cleaned up so well last week, has been reduced to holding 1 bookcase and a dresser and its drawers, because the damned dresser is broken just enough where the drawers won’t go back in without a battle to the death. Eddie left it for the trash guys yesterday, but they wouldn’t take it.

All the bed stuff - pillows, blankets, etc - is piled up in the bathroom at the moment. I’ve got to move some stuff around in the kitchen so that there’s room for matresses and things while we get the bed set up, and then space for the dresser when it comes in the house. I should probably make an effort to get some of the other crap out of the bedroom so we can get the dresser into there and fill it with the stuff that’s been residing in laundry baskets for a year now. Hopefully we’ll be able to find some of our older full-sized sheets, which seem to be hiding in protest of our buying the queen bed.

Tomorrow we’re going to the Ryan Center to check out the Lipizzaner Stallions and then dinner at Mom’s house. That should be interesting, and I’ll have to figure out which gadget in the house stole my camera batteries. In other electronic news, I managed toget my videocard working agin, but not without needing to pull the whole computer apart twice. The only probalem I seem to be having at the moment is I’ve completely lost sound in FFXI.

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I’ve got 4 days left of my externship. I’m happy, I’m scared, I’m proud of myself for managing to actually finish something that I started. I’m really hoping that things go well at this interview on Wednesday so I can get right back to work.

Eddie and I came up with a plan for things money-wise that looks like it might help us out a bit once I get a job, and Mom agrees that it sounds like a good idea. Since we’ve discovered that we can live on 1 income in the house, the plan is that once I get a job, whichever of us makes less money will put their paycheck towards overdue bills and the rest into the savings account. The other person’s paycehcks go towards rent and current bills. Once we get enough for a deposit on the new place, we’ll move out and keep going with the same money setup.

Today, with 6 full days left of this joke of an externship and with an hour left of work, I was finally allowed to enter a handful of prescriptions into the computer - something that my classmates were doing in the first week or so.

I’m so happy I’ve got that interview next week.

I have, technically, 7 more days of working for free. I’m not sure how well I’m going to do for these last days, since a) the place is still short-handed and I’ve yet to do anything besides count pills and run the register, and b) my drawer somehow wound up $10 short today and I’ve got no idea why, which means that they’re so not going to offer me a position. However, on a good note, I landed a job interview at another place for next Wednesday, and while it’s call center work (that I was trying to avoid doing), I’m fairly certain they pay better than the pharmacy, if they offer me a position I’ll take it until I can find something better.

Eddie and I both go to work at noon tomorrow. Unfortunately, he gets out at 9pm and I get out at 6pm, which means I get to spend time at my mother’s house, providing that we manage to get in touch with her before I leave work, otherwise I’d be showing up unannounced and they won’t be food for me.

I need to drag Pickle out of whever she’s decided to sleep, and then go to sleep myself.