In all the yay my pdoc is awesome! I find that the dr's office for my urologist is not so much.

I just received a bill for a copay. From August. I don't know why they didn't have me pay it in August or why it took five months to send the bill but I'll have to send that out. It's not a big deal but you think they could have sent it sooner.

So back a ways I created a facebook profile for my fictional musician for victor's thing, (in which I then utterly failed to participate) and facebook has been emailing me every day to ask me if I know this one particular guy. And I was all, she's fictional. She doesn't know anybody! So today I finally log on to see if I can calm it down.

And the guy? Is a drummer, who works for one of the mission agencies that I have distant links with.

Which I find, really, deeply weird. If she weren't fictional, she totally could know this guy. And maybe hire him for her band. Which is fictional.

This is a new one -- one of the dog adoption applications, which has about 50 questions, asks if I use air freshener in my home. (I'm not applying there. Looks like way too much of a pain for a place that will probably reject me, since at least six of those 50 questions are variations on "Will this dog ever be home alone?")

Hil, I've read a few articles about how difficult rescues make it to adopt dogs.

Do some places seriously think that a person is going to be with their dog 24/7? People aren't even with their kids 24/7!

but the way the GPS took me did not pass a Dunkin Donuts. I thought that was a statistical impossibility.

Is that even possible in this neck of the woods? Seriously, I pass three of them in my 15 minute drive to work.

Last night he told us that he was a caterpillar, and his sleeping bag was his chrysalis. This morning we found a little butterfly boy (who, unfortunately, had wet his chrysalis). I think his childcare staff could be in for an interesting day today.

Awww, Ryan.

I send everyone who needs it healing~ma and doctor~ma.

I hate it when I catch up just in time to go to bed and not really post. G'night, Bitches.

If she weren't fictional, she totally could know this guy. And maybe hire him for her band. Which is fictional.

That is weird. And yet plausible.

Continued ~ma to sickitstas.

Last evening I was in meeting that explained how municipalities' budgeting works (I'm now a part of the Public Knowledge Workshop, an open government thing. The cool part is that I get academic credit for volunteering there, because I chose it to be the practicum part of my MLIS. I'm mostly involved with different budget projects there).

I was surprised to see how simple things were. I always thought that municipal and government budget were huge and scary things, but no. That was a nice surprise.

I always thought that municipal and government budget were huge and scary things, but no. That was a nice surprise.

They are not huge here (specifically here, not USian general "here") but very complicated.

But then we also can't work out who should provide fire services. It's the little things.

Yes, the little things. I think it's mostly the people themselves that make it complicated and difficult, with different ideas, understanding and visions.

But the system itself has much more logic in it than what I originally thought I'll find. After an explanation of one hour I could easily read and browse through different budget books of different municipalities. Everything else is people, but I'm glad I'm not on the technical and visualization team, just the one who gets and process the data to spreadsheets.

Well, I just love spreadsheets.