Tell her I'm glad she's running around terrorizing you.

And she is.

She is off to some meeting tomorrow. A week and a day post-transplant. Ummm, hello, you are recovering from major surgery woman. I know you feel better than you have in a long time, but your body still needs rest.

That's so awesome. I wish I could hug you both.

How are you doing? Have they figured out the vertigo?

{{{{{JZ}}}}}}

I'm doing ok. More stable, I think I've just figured out how to compensate. I still have a few bouts that remind me that it is not gone. I had to reschedule my follow-up appointment - so I don't see my doc again until the 17th.

I figure if the MRI showed something serious, I'd have heard by now. That reminds me, I still haven't gotten my replacement ATM card.

Wow, Suzi, your mom sounds amazing! I'm glad she's doing so well.

My favorite job is now. But it's also way harder and more upsetting than any job I've ever held.

Up until now my favorite job was working as followspot operator at a teeny dinner theater. Loved it. It was performance, but invisible behind-the-scenes (when you did it right) performance. Ideal. Boss was a man who would curse you up one side and down the other if you screwed up by malice or carelessness, but would tell you if you did well. And wouldn't give you a hard time if you just made a mistake. Only boss I've ever had that really genuinely cared about his employees. Not that you'd ever know through his gruff exterior, but you stand up and do your job for him and he valued you. Best boss ever.

Was today toast day or did I read that way back in Natter? (In Natter I'm always in the past)

One of my big problems with my life right now, aside from the no $, which always blows, is that everything is so commingled...my work life and home life...friends and associates.

{{JZ}} You are human and humans make mistakes. I know it sucks and is incredibly frustrating, but don't beat up someone who I like quite a bit.

WindSparrow, what others said. You affect lives in a positive way. I can think of nothing more important.

I am happily tired. Went out to dinner with some coworkers after school then went to the big Homecoming game. Truly, I went to see the marching band. They were quite fun and we left after halftime. The score was 30-0 at that point and we were losing. How sad to be so truly spanked at your homecoming game! I just looked up the final score and it was 37-0. Yikes.

At the game, I got my first student yell. I was walking back to the bleachers from the restroom and behind me I heard, "Hey, Miss LastName!!" I turned to see one of my students waving at me. I kinda dug it. I'm a goof.

After we left, we went back to a coworker's place and hung out. Nice and fun!

finally catching up on recorded shows. Watching pushing daisies. Did anyone else feel it had an Amélie feel to it?