Speaking of getting old, and 3am, this working night shift crap was a whole lot easier 9 years ago. Ugh.

Switching to first shift after you decidedly are a second shift sort of girl isn't so easy either. My roommate keeps trying to *talk* to me in the morning; all I can manage is a grunt in her direction.

I'm glad things are settling down for you finally. Those first couple of weeks sounded rough.

In complete sincerity, they were the roughest time I've had in a long while.

I'm good. My best news right now is that my final round of chemo is tomorrowtoday, which means my treatment is done. Now we go into the surveillance phase, and, obviously, it is my fondest wish that they surveil exactly nothing out of the ordinary. Am mulling over ways to celebrate end of treatment.

That is the best news you could have given me. I'm so glad, Jen, I've been thinking about you a lot these last few months.

Much good surveilance wishes to you, Jen.

I expect so. For me, I expect this is true for a sad number of things.

Yeah. I understand that. This is just the thing that's currently kicking my ass, so of course it's what I'm lamenting.

Switching to first shift after you decidedly are a second shift sort of girl isn't so easy either. My roommate keeps trying to *talk* to me in the morning; all I can manage is a grunt in her direction.

I wouldn't mind 2nd shift at all. Sleep until noon, have a leisurely time of getting ready for work and still get out early enough you can do something with your Friday night is not bad. It's pretty close to my weekend/vacation schedule as it is. But yeah, going from that to having to wake up in the morning would suck. Perky morning roommate is just insult to injury, methinks.

She's sort of the "bless your heart" type anyhow, and while I'm not especially Grumpypants in the morning, I just like to conserve my talking energy for the entire day I have to spend on the telephone, you know? Of course you do.

Second shift is like manna from heaven. I did it for most of the summer, and it was seriously the best shift ever.

This is just the thing that's currently kicking my ass, so of course it's what I'm lamenting.

Oh, hell yeah - I completely get that. Didn't mean to be anything other than sympathetic. I can't imagine having to make the switch.

That is the best news you could have given me. I'm so glad, Jen, I've been thinking about you a lot these last few months.

Thank you. That means a lot.

Oh, hell yeah - I completely get that. Didn't mean to be anything other than sympathetic. I can't imagine having to make the switch.

No worries. I was just commiserating. I woke up on my birthday a couple weeks ago with my back screaming at me, just in case I wasn't aware enough of the passage of time. And I'm not even all that old yet, it's just the whole realizing that last time I did such and such, however many years ago, it was a lot easier.

I just like to conserve my talking energy for the entire day I have to spend on the telephone, you know?

That's the one good thing about getting shunted off to nights. Not having to constantly talk to people on the phone.

Yay, Jen!

I am among the insomniacs. I woke up about two hours ago, and finally gave up the struggle. I think it's either the new drugs I have for tendonitis or the trying to sleep with a brace on my hand.

That's the one good thing about getting shunted off to nights. Not having to constantly talk to people on the phone.

you know, I don't mind it much; it's an interesting challenge to penetrate all the Irish accents, you know? And sometimes you get a fun person who's all "you're not from around here!" But mostly it's older folks shouting in my ear because they can't understand me.

I am among the insomniacs. I woke up about two hours ago, and finally gave up the struggle. I think it's either the new drugs I have for tendonitis or the trying to sleep with a brace on my hand.

While I am sorry for your insomnia, I'm selfishly glad some folks are awake for me to talk to during my morning work!

I am among the insomniacs.

Well, that's no good. Except for the getting to see you part, of course.

I think I'm going to go hop in the shower now and then make some breakfast.

I wish we had a squickly font, for posts about people who dip themselves in oil then dredge themselves in oats, because that's something I never wanted to know.

Why would I care? The corpse is meat. I have no urge (at all) to do either, but I don't see the point in it being illegal.

Okay, imagine it's your mother's corpse.

Is there some cross-species version of ageofconsent.com?

Allyson, I'm glad you had such a good day.

I'm good. My best news right now is that my final round of chemo is tomorrowtoday, which means my treatment is done. Now we go into the surveillance phase, and, obviously, it is my fondest wish that they surveil exactly nothing out of the ordinary. Am mulling over ways to celebrate end of treatment.

Jen, this is fantastic. And yes. May your surveillance phase to bore everyone to sleep.

Cindy, when does Veronica Mars premiere? Do we know yet?