Crawl under those covers, Consuela.

Was the recruiting call a good lead?

Consuela, you need a real vacation soon, with massages and good food and lots of sleep and sunshine.

So I just went downstairs/outside to smoke, and there is a huge white sign with red letters announcing that this office is available for lease. I hate this place so much.

I'm supposed to provide feedback on my new job description and responsibilities, and I keep drawing a blank. I don't want to shoot back a "looks good to me!" for lack of braiiiins.

Neuro hero! Yeah, that's what he is. And the neuro attending apologised on behalf of UCLA for such reflexive poor treatment--both medically and personally.

Now that I'm calmer--the (very nice) doctor said she felt uncomfortable with the 6mg dose. Which is...fine, you're uncomfortable. But you fucking well know that giving me 1mg, waiting 3 hours and then giving me one more is less than a bandaid, and is just CYA so I can't claim I wasn't treated. But the doctor told me one thing (we'll get the case worker to get you something tonight or tomorrow) and the case worker another (the doctor's will treat the immediate problem, and I will re-organise your ongoing care). And when I told the first nurse, he asked what I expected him to do. TELL THEM THEY HAVE A FUNDAMENTAL DISCONNECT BEEYOTCH. Then another, clippier nurse, hands me discharge paperwork, and I said I wouldn't go until someone explained the immediate solution to the problem. He told me to go wait in the foyer, and the social worker will come talk to me, and is shooing me out. But there's discharge medicine they need to put in the portacath, but Nurse Snippy-of-course-we-communicate said someone had told him it didn't need doing.

I actually yelled (which isn't combative in context--he walked off in the middle of my sentence0 OH NO IS THAT MISCOMMUNICATION???

Nurse What Me, however, tells me explicitly that the social worker will not talk to me, I should just go. So that was 8:30PM.

Neuro Hero was calling me as I let myself into my apartment, and talked me back into the hospital at that point, which was a fucking miracle. He didn't fulfill his timeliness I'm-not-allowed-to-promise-things part of the promise, but he did get me 6 milligrams of the painkiller, which is the first time I've gotten that here in years, never mind 2 doses.

-t. I'm in your business and I'm not the only one. What do you need to highlight? Snappy coordination? Keen sense of wit and bullshit? I can go anywhere with this. And I'm not your only "colleague" here either.

I wonder--is it current (what's the name for this decade? I forgot we weren't in the oughties no more.. [sadface]) etiquette that you could reach out to one of the people who's endorsed you for something on LinkedIn to provide a reference? At least as a starting point.

Big up to LinkedIn for pushing that system like they do. I'm assuming they're getting closer and closer to background noise, but I like the feeling of being endorsed, and I think it's more relevant than trying to find me on FaceBook

Consuela, I am in awe.. Sheer awe. I would hire you for anything, but I'd never be able to challenge you adequately.

this is what I fundamentally don't get. I know intellectually that people respond differently to different medicine and dosage levels.

I am not a doctor.

So why can't they put aside the discomfort at dosage levels and fucking give you what has worked and what is in your notes?

I'm supposed to provide feedback on my new job description and responsibilities, and I keep drawing a blank. I don't want to shoot back a "looks good to me!" for lack of braiiiins.

I'm sure that your "looks good to me" will be taken as evidence of the competence of the people who wrote the description, not as lack of brains on your part. People like being right.

.... Dudes.

It's OK that I lurk/read very very occasionally these days, and whenever I do I just wanna jump in and hug/wrap you all with bubble wrap/kick the universe's ass in your behalf, but leaving one post-in-a-gazillion-years just seems weird, right? Because I just read that 'we're hacked' post on Press and came here and whoa, what the fuck.

I miss this place. I keep thinking that if I'll re-organize my online life (oh how I'd love to quit Twitter, that time consuming beast, but I don't seem to have the backbone for this) I should have more time to read and write here.

I should really grow that backbone. Till then, my ~mas to all of you. I think of this place almost everyday.

I have to say that when I think of being "hacked" I think of people putting up new stuff at a domain or sending out spam from an email account. What exactly did they do when they hacked us? and why would our server host be mad at us?

Kat, you're my hero, and so is Grace. Also K, and even Noah. I don't know how you do what you do already, asking you to take on more is ridiculous and unfair. Grace has blossomed exponentially, and that's all down to you and K. Truancy court needs head-knocking if they have other ideas.

ita, thank all gods and little fishes for hero neuro. Can we clone him for you? Get you what you need every time, with no stupid opposing personal opinions from the people *not in pain*?

Aw, Mac. What good news, msbelle. You totally deserve BK, lady.

Oh Lee, poor Charlie. I'm so glad that you found him, and that Charlie has you, now. Ditto brenda and Darby and bonny and Cagney, Laura and her pup.

Burrell, poor Isaac. So many big emotions for such a little guy. He's lucky to have you to help him learn how to deal.

Health-ma for K-bug, Suzi, and all best luck for CJ.

And -t, days like that suck. Better ones tomorrow.

It means they loaded their own programs on our computer and used them to try to bring down other sites on the Internet by flooding them with data.