They are here...bye all.

Lilty was here? I'll have to go back and read, but for now, you may call me Skippy McSkipperson.

Beej, it sounds like you're getting good advice.

I'm back at work after two weeks of not being here. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be doing here at this strange desk.

We sold almost everything at the yard sale, and made over $500. This amount doesn't include what I got for my hang-glider, which was terrible to part with, but made complete sense in the larger scheme of things since I haven't been flying and if I do fly regularly again I should really have a different wing. It went to another woman who will love it and will allow other women to learn on it, at least.

vw, you are not alone. It's true that the vast majority of beejs are fellows. I suppose there are some obvious reasons for that, but yeah, I get the "Mr." a lot.

Well, after all this good talk, I realized that I have absolutely nothing to lose by asking the bf to consider being assessed for Asperger traits. I really am at the end of the proverbial rope and, regardless of what it may or may not mean for an ongoing friendship with him, I could not stay silent when something might really help him.

Sigh. Now I've got to get on with the business of helping myself.

So, do you no longer need room to store a hang glider in your new place? :)

So, do you no longer need room to store a hang glider in your new place? :)

No, now we only need room enough to store one glider, not two!

Much ~ma to Suzi and ChiKat today.

I just got an email inviting me to the semi-bi-monthly "Lady's Lunch" here at my company. My first instinct was "Euw!" My second instinct was, "No, networking is good, some potluck in the break room won't kill you." Even if the phrasing is "I know we have some new 'ladies', and I've added you to the mailing list." I may be a lady or a woman, but I am no 'lady'.

So I check the details "Let's all meet at Macaroni Grill this Friday!" Uh, no. I don't know what the rest of the people in this place make, but that restaurant doesn't even have nodding acquaintance with my budget. Even if they do have lunch "deals", I have no business going out to lunch that close to the end of the pay period.

So I am both relieved not to have to have lunch with the "ladies" and moderately revolutionary with my stupid class rage issues. "Oh, let's just pop over to the semi-expensive Italian place for lunch!"

Yes, in my world, Macaroni Grill is expensive.

Connie, it stinks that the choice you have to make about going/not going is based on your pocketbook instead of on whether or not you want to go. Maybe someone will get a clue that semi-expensive = not inclusive, and suggest a kaffeeklatsch instead.

Connie -- I feel your pain because I have to do the same thing. I don't understand how people who all work together can't take account of where they are in the payperiod to make those plans. (I wish I didn't have to think of that sort of thing.)

Connie, I'm shaking my fist at them! That just sucks (and sadly doesn't surprise me, coming from people who say "'ladies'".)

(Pauses to admire four consecutive punctuation marks.)

In news that is maybe good, maybe just confusing, I maybe got into grad school. Or, at least, I just got a lovely "Welcome to the program!" email -- which is a bit odd, since I never got an acceptance letter or any information on how to register for the classes that start, did I forget to mention?, today.