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  <title>Corporate Servitude</title>
  <subtitle>The everyday life of an executive assistant and bartender</subtitle>
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    <name>Richelle</name>
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  <updated>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</updated>
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    <title>Being sicky is icky</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I ran the TC 10 Mile on Sunday, after spending the days prior to that hemming and hawing and wondering if I had lost my mind.  I wondered if I should even try to run that race, as my right knee was still healing.  It seemed like my nervousness was causing a little added pain to my knee.  But, I'm glad I didn't concede to the fear I had been feeling.  I had tried to run this race for the previous two years to no avail, so was very thankful to finally do so this year.  I finished with a respectable time of 1:37:52, according to my timing chip (1:41:52 gun time).  Mark was there at the finish line, cheering me on, and letting other spectators squeeze in beside him under his golf umbrella to avoid the falling rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I now have a bad cold, caused partly from the rain that started falling as I finished my last quarter-mile of the race, and also because half my office is sick.  I came home from work early today, and though I should be resting, I figured an update on the life and times of me might be desired by you, the fine readers of this LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous weekend, my cousin Bill got married to his first serious girlfriend, Julie.  Theirs was a pretty wedding, and I enjoyed seeing my relatives and parents.  I also came back to the Cities with a bunch of produce from my parents' garden.  I haven't had to go grocery shopping, save for the occasional trip to Target to pick up a gallon of milk, for the past three or four weeks.  Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my two-year review at my full-time job a couple weeks ago, and it went well.  I also got a raise.  Now I can really quit my bartending job.  The verdict is still out on that, however.  I keep going back and forth between the extremes.  The worsening economy is definitely influencing my decision, though if the banks fail, my hard-earned money might disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I toured the Leinenkugel's brewery in Chippewa Falls, WI the weekend before Bill and Julie's wedding.  Nothing beats being able to purchase beer on Sundays. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's time for a nap!</content>
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