Hiring management from outside the company is always a problem for people smack in the middle of the food chain with tricky job descriptions.

That's a good way of describing it, and a helpful reminder that New Boss isn't coming into this with malicious intent to ruin my life. She knows how things were done at her old hospital, but she hasn't learned our ways yet. Also, she's trying to make a quick impact and please our division head, and I think some of what feels like pushy control-freak behavior to me falls under that heading.

The crazy thing is, I realized I could actually make use of this situation in my writing--I'm working on a scene where two major characters meet for the first time, in the aftermath of a chaotic military setback that turned both of their lives upside down. One is a young NCO who's been leading and protecting a group of fugitive soldiers, acting more like a captain than the corporal he is, the other an extremely senior officer who, when he finds this nice group of soldiers roaming around without an officer, naturally assumes command. I didn't realize till this week just how pissed off my NCO is going to be over this turn of events. Because of course he'll recognize the officer's seniority and right to command, but, dammit, those were *his men*, and he was doing a damn fine job of leading them. Which opens up all kinds of juicy conflict between them that I hadn't realized was there. It's much more entertaining than my work issues, too, not least because the NCO looks a lot like a young Nathan Fillion and my senior officer is sort of Alexis Denisof with just an eensy touch of Christopher Eccleston.

First, Gris and PC (Anansi) hells yeah to those with better dating/love lives than mine.

I passed a skating center tonight that I went to a few times in elementary school. Growing up I remember they always had problems with people hurling rocks and breaking their poorly made sign sitting high atop the pole it is attached to. Tonight the sign reads...

I Sk8 2 B Fit

C U L8R

The next rock... could be mine

I love the rugby video, but SO NSFW!!

Also, A should not be scheduling anyone on a "Maybe", and should be pressing for definite answers.

This month's poem he found through one of the recommended links...

LOVE.

Also, A should not be scheduling anyone on a "Maybe", and should be pressing for definite answers.

Agree.

My poor mom just got here. Poor me had to get up because Toto was going nuts at someone letting themselves into the apartment in the middle of the night (which, ok, probably good of him, but still). I have to be up in an hour to do studying. I'm still going back to sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Wow, I sleep for a couple more hours, do some homework, come back and check the board, and everyone else is still sleeping. Freaky.

I'm awake, but I'm not exactly happy about this.

You and me both!

There's something about waiting up to hear that your mom is boarding the plane, then sleeping for a few hours and waking up to get her settled, then going back to sleep for a couple hours that isn't very restful.

Excellent poem choice, CJ!

Rugby vid=funny.

Morning=gronk.

I'm walking my cousin through importing a CD into iTunes and loading it onto her new iPod. She's so funny...just cracking me up.

Gronkies.

In toe news, I am wearing boots today. They give the toe more room than my sneakers do. Even so, I'm not doing much walking around today.

I came SO close to quiting yesterday. I am stepping up my search internally and am starting to search externally. I have a basic resume that I'm working to flesh out more - but I have something I can send if the opportunity arises.