(What is it you do, anyway?)
My company does statistical research. I'm a research assistant, which basically means "Girl Friday." My primary skill is that I can communicate with programmers, since most of the project staff can't.
On this project, I mostly test the instrument and write training materials. Which is a shame, since I don't really like doing either of those things, and I don't think I'm particularly good at them. Plus these tasks are way below my grade level, so it's not like this will even be worth it at review time. Which is why I need to find a new job. Sigh.
There can be pretty much any kind of weather in March, so I don't know how any of it can be categorized as "freaky"
It's freaky if I say it is, dammit. To define my parameters (because I need to know this before I get dressed and leave): 20 degrees above last week?
My primary skill is that I can communicate with programmers, since most of the project staff can't.
A very useful skill. One of the quizzes on geekness rated it highly and had a funny example:
Boss: Tell them we need it Friday
You: Scotty, we need Warp Factor 9
Geek: Cap'n, ya canna change the laws o' physics!
You: He says it'll be tricky but they can do it.
20 degrees above last week?
It's like 60 degrees above last week here.
This DST now comes with 20 degrees of extra heat.
We could hit 70 here by the end of the week. Of course, we're still getting frost on the car windows in the morning.
I'd care more about that if the transmission of my car wasn't currently in the trunk
Wow. Okay, I was not prepared for a high of 75 today. I'll see what I can do.
Plus these tasks are way below my grade level, so it's not like this will even be worth it at review time. Which is why I need to find a new job.
It is like you are posting from my cubicle.
I just hope you aren't also listening to Fall Out Boy and having chickenhawk thoughts about Patrick Stump, because that would be embarrassing.
OK, today's Dinosaur Comics just cracked me up - I think a lot of Buffistas will appreciate it: [link]
I'd say more but I don't want to spoil folks....
From
The Onion:
Area Pagan Dreading Big Family Vernal Equinox Celebration
MEDFORD, OR—Despite evidence that the planets are aligned in his favor, local pagan Jeff Birch, 27, said Monday that he would "rather have a peaceful weekend at home" than attend his family's Vernal Equinox celebration on March 21.
"I realize it's supposed to be a festive time of conception and new growth in the womb of Mother Earth and all," Birch said. "But I just know that within an hour of arriving, things will get so bad that I'll be reverting to my 12-year-old self, hiding in the rec room downstairs, wearing my Iroquois false face mask and fingering my runes for comfort. It's not worth it."
"Anyway, wasn't I just back home for Mabon?" Birch added.
Most pagans look forward to marking the Vernal Equinox, when the hours of sunlight equal the hours of darkness. Yet for some, like Birch, this sacred springtime celebration of balance and harmony means contending with family infighting and undue stress.
