ChiKat, I would happily go big-girl thrifting with you. There's a nice consignment place over near Suzi in Alameda, too.

Yay!! I'm all over that!

Okay, well now I'm fired.

Two weeks severance. I got more than that when I got laid off from a part-time job.

Get this. They turned off my computer and blocked my access while I was in the office getting canned.

I know that's not uncommon, but jesus christ, I just told her yesterday that I knew I was going to be fired. I would've wreaked my vengeance weeks ago if that was my intention. Fortunately, I won't have to do anything because a lot of my tables are on my computer and if they wipe those they're going to lose a fair amount of data. Whatev. I did tell them that if they wiped my computer they'd lose data, but she just nodded and said IT would take care of that. They don't fucking know what they need to save. Not my problem now.

Sidenote: Three minutes before I was called in, new coworker cluelessly comes into my office and asks me where we can re-order the state unemployment pamphlets. The same one I got seconds later. Of course, Weasel Boss had told her to get more because she'd just gone to the drawer to get one for my package.

Benefits end tomorrow night. I'll have JZ fax the term letter to EM so we can get Emmett switched over seamlessly. I've guess I've got some time to do COBRA if I want.

I didn't really say anything except, "Okay."

Oh! Weasel Boss said, "You surprised me yesterday when you came in. At that time I didn't know any specific details." OMG, so mealymouthed. So self-justifying.

I walked out of Weasel's office, and realized that I had to give them my timesheet for this pay period because I had overtime. (They'll send it to me. It'll be worth a couple hundred extra.) And they had forgotten to ask for my badges.

God, they suck.

I almost forgot. The reason? My performance was inconsistent.

They won't contest unemployment benefits.

I'm off to put these checks (severance, vacation cashout) in the bank.

I just leave a long tail (5-6")of the new yarn, holding it awkwardly with my pinky for a couple of stitches, and weave it in when I'm done, Fern.

Ugh. Well, at least it's over, Hec.

Pricks.

I just leave a long tail (5-6")of the new yarn, holding it awkwardly with my pinky for a couple of stitches, and weave it in when I'm done, Fern.

-t pretty much does what I do.

Hec, that sucks beyond measure, but in some ways, I'm glad it's over. I hope you're able to find something wonderful soon.

I'm sorry, Hec. I hope you find a wonderful new place of employment.

Vortex niece is a cutie!! Love the sunglasses.

vw looks cute in with her gauzey head.

Half of my journey is over. I'm in San Francisco awaiting a flight to Eugene, OR...

Hec, they fuckin' suck. Lawyers should know better than to behave that way. May their gonads roast on a fire of immolated lobbyists.

Assholes.

Have a nice lie-in tomorrow, Hec. Maybe take your lovely wife out to lunch.

Job-not-requiring-working-with-assholes-ma. And lots of it.

ChiKat, et al, count me in for Big Gal Thrifting (time permitting, of course).

Aw heck, Hec. The whole think stinks with a side of yuck sauce. At least you don't have to spend your precious time in a toxic environment with a bunch of Stepford Republicans now. Those slimy goddamn weasel bastards, may they ever be infested with the cooties of ten thousand nerds.

I will personally buy you a martini at your convenience.

Ugh. That sucks, Hec. Not a surprise, obviously. I hope your next job is with better people.