But, I'm here, she ain't and my boss had my back at least. As does yours, it sounds like.

He totally does. I'm mostly just mad at myself. (but..but...it was a really irritating project where nobody was giving me all the information I needed to write the document and then they were getting shirty with me for asking for more information and it had to be done RIGHT AWAY etc. etc. excuses)

I know, I hate being called on being out of control. Also, hate being out of control. ugh.

This year's good thing: I finished editing the latest edition of a textbook I write (and the extra income is very welcome) and got Perkins to agree to help the next time around.

lisah, if you must be mad at yourself, be mad for the right reasons. Asking for information you need to do your part is justifed.

Nora, GO YOU GRAD SCHOOL BABE!

I get the most emotional or frustrated at work when I'm in charge of a project and I'm either not completely sure of how to accomplish the project or when FUCKOS that I have to depend on to get me information AREN'T DOING THEIR JOB!

lisah, I hope your situation is resolved easily enough without an assload of further stress.

lisah, I hope your situation is resolved easily enough without an assload of further stress.

Thanks. The resolution is me being better able to control my emotions I guess. My boss told me that if I need to vent just tell him and we can go to a closed room and I can yell all I want. It's remembering to do that when I'm in UTTERLY IRRITATED mode that's the problem for me.

YAY NORA! You are my grad school hero. "I want to be just like Nora when I grow up."

Good things about 2005: I have good health, a person to share my life with, a great home, and a job that I actually enjoy. Also, making the decision to go back to school. It's already stimulating my brain.

{{{lisah}}} I've so been there.

Nora! Have I said woohoo you! yet? You've done awesomely well, and you deserve lots of woohoos!

lisah, that's rough. I can see both sides of that issue, and neither of them are particularly pleasant.

Ew, delicious teeth? 'scuse it, I have tooth issues anyway, at the moment. Dental appointment on Monday to deal with a broken tooth. He's going to want to replace the broken crown, and frankly, we don't have the money. And if we did? I'm not entirely sure I'd want to spend it on repairing an inconvenient but mostly cosmetic issue.

Just got an e-mail from my cousin who lives in Germany. His wife just had their baby...little boy...William Samuel (William is my uncle's name and cousin's middle name). 10 pounds something. He's so round and cute! So exciting!

Wow, big baby! Talking about vw's new cous-let.

I just had the weirdest dream. I was living in a studio appartment, which I had just moved into. Was having dinner with my family, when my father, may he rest in peace, asked what was I going to do, now that I have been evicted. My response was that I had nothing to worry about, hadn't been evicted, hadn't done anything to get evicted for. Got home, and sure enough there was a very long series of complaints about my behavior, and an eviction notice - not for things like being behind on rent, but for being drunk and disorderly in the courtyard, and leaving windows open while prancing around naked in the appartment. Was very shocked, as I had not done those things. Woke up before I could attempt to straighten out the landlord.