Yay! I love insta-reward for bravery.

Excellent, vw! Although I would have loved to hear Vortex's call to the landlady.

The boss just shoved another project my way. A project I proposed last year and was completely shot down. It has now been ressurected as her idea.

I feel like pointing out to her that she should give it to the librarian here who hasn't been able to get a merit-based salary increase because she doesn't do squat, but that would be breaking the invisible wall that exists between my real job here and my peer review duties.

I *HATE* my new OB/GYN.

He won't see me for my UTI. "Go to your PCP."

I DON'T HAVE A FREAKING PCP.

With most insurance I thought women could list their ob/gyn as their pcp. Call the insurance number.

edit because gym is not gyn

Oh, he is listed as my PCP, but apparantly, he won't treat a UTI unless I'm pregnant or just happen to have one when I go in for my appointment.

I don't get it. It's my hoohah. He's a doctor of hoohahs. Why won't he fix it?? Four Levaquin. That's all I need.

Ooooh! Accidental grad year numberslut!

That's a fucked up doctor. My OB(not that it's needed)/Gyn is my PCP, too and she's got no problem with seeing me for any damn thing I want. I think it's solely because of her sex. Men, IME, think they are too damn important to see anything outside of their "specialty."

Aimee's doctor? ON THE LIST.

Oh, PLEASE let me. I'm begging you. I'll tape it for the board's enjoyment, even.

Oh please let this actually happen. I'm dying to hear to hear an asshat little bully dealing with the real world.

(all the nice things you guys posted about the kitty)

Aw, geez. Thanks!! You make me feel all special and stuff. I do enjoy my cat rescues. This is actually my second old-cat adoption. If Kitty works out one-quarter as well as my friend Floyd did, well, that would be super. She'll be a great cat.

Am happy to report that Kitty, after a long nap, has perked up quite a bit and had something to eat. She came and brushed by my foot for a minute and then went and had a little more chow. She's just a bonerack and a ratty hide at the moment, but we'll see what some brushing will do for her. Maybe another bath later, too. That will be fun.

Mishka investigated this morning and hissed into her face a few times but without any real volume or spitting. I think that was her orientation informing her that he's Bosscat. She sat there very calmly and didn't react to that, but she had enough energy to growl at curious little Sophie when she wouldn't stop trying to creep up on her.

(Covers eyes and tries not to imagine XY-XY babies, wherever they may come from)

Oh, he is listed as my PCP, but apparantly, he won't treat a UTI unless I'm pregnant or just happen to have one when I go in for my appointment.

Oh he is SO on the list -- that is such complete bullshit.

Ain't it though? Such a fucker.