Some of you know that I have been working on a massive project at work that has destroyed any chance I've had to actually have a personal life of any sorts for the last three months.

It's done. I just finalized the cover letter. It's burning onto dvds right now.

It's 94,000 pages, 675 files, 22,453 hyperlinks and is over 5 gigabytes of pdfs and SAS datasets.

It culminates 7 years of drug development.

It ships Monday.

A special thanks to those of you who were patient with my endless party declinations (is that a word?) and general non-socialization.

(And yes, Megan, this means Chile and I can finally go for a hike with you!)

Well, I spoke too soon. Had to work all day on this still (fixing a last minute technical issue) and now the same error that happened two weeks ago, where once-created external links disappear into the ether, has happened.

I have quit crying long enough now that I can actually type. I'll be back in the office at 6, to spend the day re-creating over 2000 links.

ETA: I have been told by the software company not to restore the rest of the links today, but to instead wait for a script to run in the database to restore the links. Still, I am stress case. But at least I get to watch the Niners game and do 300 errands today.

The Californinans may be aware of this story. [link]

There was a sand dune collapse at a State Park. One child is dead and one is in critical condition. The critical one is a family friend and I have known him since he was a baby. His Mother who dug him out I have known all my life. Please pray for A, and for his little brother R who saw more than a 7 year old ought to. Please pray for the family who's child was lost.

And please thank who or whatever you thank that the third child was able to dig himself out and run for help.

If you have any to spare, a fresh infusion of your-job-is-safe~ma would be very much appreciated for DH today.

My mom is having a hip replacement Tuesday morning. Please send some of that famous Buffista-ma Texasward to ensure her surgery goes without a hitch. Soon, she'll have a bionic hip!

A is conscious and breathing on his own. His brain function appears to be good. NOW I'm going to start crying.

That is some powerful ~ma peoples. I have chocolate and glitter for you all. DH thanks you. I thank you and love each and every one of you. He doesn't have to reapply.

Returning the job~ma to the pot.

Now all I need is for a bunch of tests to come back with "nothing wrong, just chill ok?"

Seriously, thank you.

Jobma~~ for My Matt please. he has two second interviews today -- o9ne at 930, one at 4.

He would like to find something soon, I'd like him to find something interesting soon.

OK, turns out we had innacurate information about A's condition. He is conscious but he's not breathing on his own.

They performed surgery and he's gone from the lung bypass to breathing with his actual lungs albeit with help from a machine. So its still a big improvement.

Oh! Coolness -- part of the reason for confusion is that he "spoke"... but it was with sign language. Handy him knowing some sign, huh?