I'm getting worried about health insurance. A lot of the jobs that are looking for new Ph.D.s are adjunct positions, which at a lot of universities don't come with benefits. I know that any private insurance company where I tried to apply for coverage would take one look at my medical history and reject me immediately. I also know that, even if I do get a job that has health insurance, pretty much all of my most expensive stuff would be rejected as preexisting conditions.

Preexisting conditions usually means x number of days of no coverage and it appears

so my diabetes is NOT a preexsiting condition no matter how many times we get to do the insurance dance. or my asthma or DH's extra difficult GERD.

As long as you have had insurance - you might cost more, but you should get coverage.

I looked this up when I was diagnosed with diabetes.

And even if you have something that is defined as pre-existing, usually there is a time period ( 6 months , a year} when you won't get covered. then you will.

Now it has been awhile since I reviewed this -- but i'm guessing the details have changed , not the definition.

I don't mind popping in something totally non-related. I accept the fact that sometimes my post will slip beneath the waves unnoticed, the price to pay for the freeform thread.

Me too. Here is an example. Today at work, I drank 2 cups of homemade salsa on a dare. It was really good salsa, and would have been worth it even if my supervisor hadn't promised to wear a sticker on her forehead that says, "I'm a nerd" as my reward.

Yeah, we're all really mature, there.

I might have to see if I can get one of my employees to wear a sticker like that based on a dare...

I don't mind throwing something unrelated in either. It will be ignored, found later, or sometimes add a conversation.

Esp. since I don't talk much about shoes

I bet you could get Mark J to drink the spicy salsa.

If not Mark, then possibly Sean. Maybe I can get Fionn to shave the company logo in his chest hair.

Maybe I can get Fionn to shave the company logo in his chest hair.

On a quick read I thought Fiona would be shaving something into her chest hair, and I blanched.

Crap. Forgot choco has caffiene. I think I ate too many morsels. Am a bit wired. Nit gonna help me wake up for that 9am meeting.

I'm killing time waiting for migration assistant to finish copying files to a new machine, then I need to go through and update the software on the new machine, then get the old machine setup and ready to go out on a project. This could be a late night.