ita, I'm so glad you got a diagnosis and pain meds that work, and that you're getting help on the grocery front (thanks, Burrell!). Clear soups are good for uneasy tummy, but the colder popsicles, sorbets, applesauce things are more appealing when I have urghy tum. Bananas, and then things like rice, rice in broth. I hope reaquiring actual food goes well and smoothly for you.
WooHoo, Zen! That goes a little way toward compensating you for all the nonsense your job causes.
I know we need worst-case scenarios for contingency planning. But I do wish it wasn't what sells news.
That's awesome, Zen!
We just got word that my company has donated $1.25 million (100 million yen) to the Japanese Red Cross. Nice.
Nathan Fillion is on the cover of EW: [link]
SYTYCD is online, generally, not legally and not in the context of the whole show, but still.
Yay, Zen!
I just got an email from a librarian who works in DC with the same title as I have. She's apparently about to go into salary/job description negotiations and would like me to give her my job description and my salary (or a ballpark figure).
Now, normally, I am all for revealing this kind of information and happy to help another librarian.
However, way back when, this person and I worked in the same library and there's no hint that she remembers me at all. Worse (for her chances of getting me to answer that email) her appearance at my old work place also meant that the big boss gave my office to her and my job, and changed my title and stuck me in a cubicle. (And then I quit and left for Berkeley which pissed off the old big boss because she tried so hard to sabotage my job search.)
I am so tempted to send her a fake job description and tell her I make half of what I do. eta: And cc it to her boss and the dean of her school, of course.
ita, at least you have a diagnosis, but ergh. You punch that liver infection in the face.
Zen, that's great! Enjoy your REAL vacation!
If it didn't mean taking an implied hit at yourself, I'd bes sure to start the letter with "Wow! Based on when I saw you last I'd have thought you'd be so much farther in your career by now! And here we are at the same level again. Huh." Then tell her you make three times what you do so she gets laughed out of the office.
What brenda said, Sparky.
I almost feel like I should try treating her like the people who lead the Nigerian email scammers on . . . send her questions, make her answer them, tease her with promises that I'll send the info she wants if she just sends me one other thing.
Anyway, I just went to ask someone here who has been in DC a lot longer than I have if she knew of any redeeming qualities for this woman. (Answer: No)
If you have even a vague connection to some educational institution, you should be able to get the Sunday Times delivered for $15 a month, with online access tossed in for free.
I still like getting the real paper on Sunday morning. It's a kind of weekly worship for me. Though it does make my local paper and it's weekly list of community attractions look pretty bad by comparison.
