Tuesday, February 18, 2003 - 11:01PM

A diary entry

18 Feb 2003

I’m beginning to regret working at the station. I’ve been just sitting around a lot of the time doing a bit of research here or there. I’ve sort of become a research assistant to the force there when they don’t have the time or the patience to look something up. I’m not saying that I want a string of horrible crimes to happen, but I just don’t want to feel like I’m wasting my time there.

Today, Andrew told me that he didn’t get the promotion he was set on. It’s really a shame. He’s such a hard worker. I can’t imagine why he didn’t deserve it. I’m having lunch with Helen this weekend so she might tell me how he’s handling it.