I love the Buffista Hivemind. Also, Gud is The Master Punster.

I'm getting really nervous: There's a strong likelihood that I won't be employed (or even have an offer) when my contract runs out.

And this morning I had a meeting in which I was asked to go fetch My Nemesis because I'd sort of intentionally left her out of the loop. Whoops. Went okay, but I'm waiting to see if I get a snide comment from her on it.

Now I have to write up meeting notes, which is among my least favorite things. I always miss something.

Gud just made my morning.

You know what's awesome? Breathing!

Signed, Finally Saw A Doctor And It Turns Out I Need A $50 Inhaler To Breathe Because Fucking Trees.

Breathing does kick ass, it's true.

Hyperbole and a half's Depression Part Two [link]

Excuse me while I deal with these allergies.

Oh, god, Sue, I was just coming to post that. Talk about allergies. Brutally honest.

Here's something more life-affirming: Lessons from a dog.

Consuela, how much of a gap between jobs are you financially OK with? It might be nice to think of a gap as a break.

OMFG you guys. I did make it out to the store, except: there was a huge puddle in the street not even halfway home, and multiple cars ZOOMED through and got me wet from head to toe, including the paper grocery bag. Luckily, I made it home before the bag completely disintegrated, just barely. But I am aggravated! Especially because I think I should wash my hair again, due to puddle water. I just washed it this morning!

and multiple cars ZOOMED through and got me wet from head to toe, including the paper grocery bag.

Not on, Boston drivers! (World infamous for their rough rude ways.)

It might be nice to think of a gap as a break.

Yeah, except I want it to be MY gap, chosen because I've set the date for my new job to start. Not because I just don't have a new job. That kind of gap isn't restful at all, you know?

In other fabulous news: [link] My favorite bit is how the Oakland PD has one part-time investigator for over 10,000 burglaries a year. According to another article I saw yesterday, Oakland's robbery/burglary rate is the highest in the country. Three times higher than in Richmond.

That kind of gap isn't restful at all, you know?

Well yeah, I do. The summer after I got fired, even though I knew pretty quickly I'd be going to grad school in the fall, I had to work to make it close to a vacation. I was pretty depressed, though.

Not on, Boston drivers! (World infamous for their rough rude ways.)

I almost don't blame them, because what else were they going to do? But STILL.