Dinhternet

Actually, perhaps “Act of Godzilla” is more appropriate. Merry C got me on the inside track for a job at a law office in Natomas, so a huge thanks to you, Merry C! I went in for the interview today, and Kathi seemed really cool, and offered me the job on the spot. I start Monday.

Told my parents when they got home from work today, and they were really excited for me, too. They said it was the fastest turnaround on a New Year’s wish they had ever seen, and that I had better go back to temple and make a nice offering.

Unfortunately, it’s only a part-time job as a typist, and it only pays $10/hr. That means that the job bounty is still in effect, if you are still interested in helping me.

So I got an interesting letter in the mail the other day. I had actually set up my mail to be forwarded to my Minnesota address the day after I came over here, but Jimmy P says that I still got some at Monster House.

Anyway, a couple of people asked for my snail mail address, so I was kinda sorta expecting something, but what I got was definitely a surprise. It was a letter from Wells Fargo, forwarded from Monster House, informing me that the address on my bank account had been changed to 3829 Polton Place Way, San Jose, CA 95121-1934. The funny thing is, I have no idea where that is. It’s certainly not my address, or any of my previous addresses.

I hopped online to check things out, but looks like all my money is still there. I changed my account to my Minnesota address and also called Joe M and asked him to look into things for me. Today, when I signed onto my account online, I had to answer some security questions. Which is really, really bad security. Instead of having one good password (everyone has a strong password with non-alphanumeric characters, right?), you get three easy-to-crack passwords that are guaranteed to be normal words. Some of the “security question” answers are actually a matter of public record and can be looked up online.

So yeah… everyone be careful with your identities, or someone else could soon be talking with your voice. And credit card.

Oh, and Merry C… that’s why I haven’t transferred rent to you yet… I was a little scared to use my account.

EDIT: I found out this was Lesley M’s address, and the letter was to inform me that ADK’s account had been changed to her address. I forgot that when I transfered the account to Aaron L, he didn’t change the address on it. But still, since I didn’t have my name on the account anymore, you’d think it the letter would have been addressed to Aaron L.

Long and mostly quiet day today. Did a lot of random chores around the house. Watched Nick of Time, which has Christopher Walken being his usual crazy self. Perhaps a little too usual in this movie, though. Went to Dollar Rib Night with Clint, Merry, Albert, and Nhi. Came back quickly so Merry could catch the season premiere of Prison Break.

Today’s quote comes from when we were watching:

I didn’t realize that was his nickname. I called him Wendy for the rest of the episode. Oh, and on a tangent, did you know “Wendy” was not a name until J. M. Barrie wrote Peter Pan. But then it became all the rage. So make a note and start naming your sons “Wenty.” It is the new hawtness.