It was a shock because I hadn't received direct feedback I was so far behind.

What that says is that they're bad managers, not that you're a bad employee.

I'm back from my marathon day of transfusion. Thank your red blood cells for all they do for you.

Thank you, red blood cells.

Kittenish is home with me. I think I will need to get her a new container for her ashes eventually, but she's home. My vet and the boarding facility were really wonderful. I think they miss her nearly as much as I do.

Dad started radiation today. The treatment seemed pretty okay for him. The scary memory side effects shouldn't show up for a couple of weeks. And I'm going back down for Father's Day weekend at the latest.

askye, I am glad you found a way to take care of Dean. It's hard.

Steph! The stretch definitely helped! My hips felt much better today.

It's a beautiful thing. It's a bastard of a stretch, and the next day I was shocked to wake up with markedly less pain. Bless the internet and all of its knowledge.

The Internet know everything. Unfortunately, that includes all the things that are wrong.

Unfortunately, that includes all the things that are wrong.

I was going to say "Bless the Internet, and all its contents," but then I realized how very much I *don't* mean that.

It's like god. It giveth and it taketh away.

I was listening to a Nerdist podcast with Penn Jillette, and he was going on and on about how the untrammelled free speech of the internet was a purely wonderful thing, and my eyeballs did a triple somersault with a half twist.

Penn can be so sanctimonious sometimes. Truly insufferable.

Oh, askye, I'm sorry about the job. But Ginger is exactly right; it reflects a hell of a lot more on their managerial skills than your abilities. But between that and dealing with various sick animals, it just seems like the last few days have been a terrible emotional grind for you. I'm vibing lots of health improvement to Dean and gentler (and more happily employed) days ahead to you.