I've looked into industry jobs, but my field (algebraic combinatorics) doesn't have many applications to anything. The NSA hires a lot of combinatorists (combinatoricists?), and sometimes internet security people, but other than that, most places that want mathematicians want people who do either statistics or some form of differential equations.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I know this decision has been a hard one omnis.
Health~ma to Anne's Mom.
Aimee I'm sorry that Em is having a rough go. And Hil I hope you find a job and a place.
Health update for SLNRLBF's son -The oncologist has said NO CANCER! So that's good. But they still don't know what is going on so they are running retesting for Mono and testing for Cat Scratch Fever. The doctor has ruled out the possibility of Lyme Disease based on several factors but SLNRLBF couldn't remember them all.
If the Mono and Cat Scratch Fever tests come back negative the doctor is going to refer them to an infectious disease specialist who is right there in the main office.
Bathtime at our house:
DH: Okay Dylan, time to wash your face
Dylan: No, you're NOT going to wash my face! You get a time out!
Remind me again why we taught him to talk?
Remind me again why we taught him to talk?
I wonder about that one every day.
Woo Hoo! No cancer is good. I hope they find the source of the symptoms quickly.
Next he's gonna call you a Polar Bear, Jess. Watch out!
...not sure what to say here. Please apologize to your DH? You're welcome? See you tonight?
Hee. I'll admit, I was taken aback. It doesn't often happen that I dream about buffistas but it's a bonus when I do. I should be thanking YOU.
Cheeks!
Nom nom nom!
Aims, I hope Em's alright and the situation wasn't too dire.
DH came home at lunch and told me to go. So I went out for the day. Hit the bookstore and picked up a new bio of Abigail Adams, got a mani and pedi, ate lunch at Applebee's and then went to a coffeeshop for a quiet hour of reading.
I think we're gonna dial back the Adderall by 2.5 mg. She was doing really really well and then we upped the dose on Saturday and at 2:30-3:00 every day since then she has a massive meltdown shrieking and screaming and total freak out. So we'll do 7.5 mg in the morning and if she thinks she needs it, 2.5mg at lunch from the nurse.
Poor noodle. It sucks having to regulate meds as an adult. As a kid it's gotta totally suck.
Poor Em. Is she doing ok now?