Steroids~ma, sj.
Lunch today is Progresso Hearty Tomato Soup and a melted in the microwave cheese sandwich.
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Steroids~ma, sj.
Lunch today is Progresso Hearty Tomato Soup and a melted in the microwave cheese sandwich.
It really does seem to be Buffista-job day, doesn't it.
Am sad at the thought of Nora and Tom moving, but very happy as I know they want this very, very much. Tom finding employment would definitely fascilitate that.
No pain~ma, sj.
IOmeN:
Dear World,
Until my life will be something reassembly close to normal, I regain myself the right to be and look selfish, silly, true to myself, and sometimes incoherent bitch.
Which is to say: fuck you, morons. It is my weekend, I have TONS of academic work I evaded so far, and you will not make me feel bad about myself. And you know what? Not just on weekend, sweetcakes. I deserve better, on everyday of the week of both of the calenders I'm trying to mix here.
If you don't like it, you might as well take your magic scepter which was made to fix my life and stick it up your a-hole and get the fuck out of it, for I will do my mistakes my way. That's also called life. Also? I don't think I'm actually not a bad person.
Signed,
Had enough craziness for a year. Possibly two.
< /rant>
Congrats for finishing your dissertation, Hil! What an accomplishment!
Tons of job-ma for Tom and Lewis! If there's any extra floating around, the HoS at the place with the director opening said she'd be back on the 7th and looked forward to following up with me after that (interview?). The 7th was yesterday, and I'm hopeful I might hear from her today or tomorrow.
Shir, hang in there.
Hooray for surgical follow up visits where the doctor says, "Yeah, go ahead, just take a shower, you don't need to cover anything up, just don't push moving in any direction that hurts too much. See you in a month."
My hair is finally clean.
My doctor is testing me for RA, and I just had the worst blood draw experience ever. The good news is I have steroids and I am getting gelato.
Did you faint?
No, I didn't pass out, but it took 4 needles, 3 flobotimists, and an hour.
Interview/job~ma for Tom and Lewis. Oops, and Pixtin!
That's the way to tell the Universe to step off, Shir! Hang in there, toots.
Good news, Connie!
Oh, ugh, sj. Glad you got the steroids, though. I hope it gelps. (I'll leave that typo, because gelato helps, right, so, gelps.)