Yes, how was your first day of work, vw?

I'm feeling much better. I dind' ttake a bath though.

Except now that I'm feeling better I can look back at how I was acting today (and yesterday and the day before...) at work and cringe. REally cringe because I was definitly on the obnoxious side towards some people and I got hyper and...I knew how I was acting, kind of , but I couldn't rein it in. I want to apologize to at least one person at work.

Well, partly thanks to that, I'm Mr. It's Two Days Old, Throw it Out these days. It drives my gf to distraction, and she says I keep trying to throw away perfectly good food.

She's right you know. There is a whole world between "perfectly good sustainance" and "visible mold".

My first day went fabulously. I was all smart and shit and talked shop with the director of the program. We talked about how I'd worked with autistic kids (they're doing a longitudinal autism study right now) and how I spent the summer working with ED/BD kids (they're also doing a study on ED/BD right now).

I felt badly for the other girl that started today, though. She's missing a few screws, I think. She kept insisting to the director that she was a psychology major who wanted to go onto grad school and become a psychiatrist. Director kept trying to explain that if she wanted to become a psychiatrist, then she'd have to go to medical school, and if that was the case, then she's in the wrong field right now - she should be studying science. "No, no," she kept insisting (like FIVE FREAKING TIMES!). She knew what she was doing - she is a psych major that will go on to become a psychiatrist. FINALLY, she decided maybe she had her terms mixed up.

And this is a terrible thing for me to say, but it made me look *really* good.

We mostly focused on getting to know different people in the program and doing lit searches. I'm gonna love this job! It's a stepping stone to what I want to do for the rest of my life. It's so cool that I get the opportunity to "practice" while I'm in college. I think it'll be the place where I do the most learning.

There is a whole world between "perfectly good sustainance" and "visible mold".

But somewhere inbetween there, it's "there's mold growing and you just can't see it YET", and so I throw things away. It's unfortunate.

She's right you know. There is a whole world between "perfectly good sustainance" and "visible mold".

A world occupied happily by various fast food chains across the nation.

Still haven't heard from Choice A law firm. According to my agency guy this is GOOD news -- they tend to give him a 'no' pretty quickly.

I have a second interview tomorrow at a place that is nice but I don't want as much. All this suspense has me to the point where I get damn near nothing done -- I'm just sorta paralyzed.

Just for the record, my father-in-law buys frozen ground beef in tubes. It's very disturbing. I like my styrofoam, thank you.

I'm gonna love this job! It's a stepping stone to what I want to do for the rest of my life.

Yay, vw! That is indeed an auspicious first day on the job.

But somewhere inbetween there, it's "there's mold growing and you just can't see it YET", and so I throw things away. It's unfortunate.

Sure, but how dangerous are they?

If you aren't getting bacteria (which takes some real doing in the fridge, right?) it's going to taste mold-funny long before its mold-dangerous.

I read something years ago that stuck with me, "spoilage" is largely a cultural norm. People in cities used to think meat was greenish.

Yuck. But that doesn't make it less true.