Apparently after 20 hours its legit to threaten you with catheterisation.

Fine! You can have it.

I decided to put on my tiara from the long ago tiara exchange tonight. I'd ordered pizza, so I continued to wear it when I went to the front porch to wait for the delivery. The delivery girl did a double take as she got out of her car. "Are you wearing a tiara?" "Yes, I am," I said simply. "Why?" "Because I can." She blinked. "OK, then, fair enough."

It's good to keep them guessing.

I Like this.

Betting she googles tiaras after shift, if she doesn't already own one, based on that exchange.

That is, indeed, fair enough.

Good luck, Juliebird!

I have spent a lot of time thinking about what To Do With My Life (because I had the time. Lots and lots of time), including career-wise, and the one conclusion I have come to is that every choice I made thinking that it was going to lead to steady work really did not work out that way. I mean, Finance was supposed to be secure. Ha.

In my most recent job-hunting, the one thing I promised myself was that I wouldn't take the first job that came along because that has gotten me stuck in dead end bullshit before. And then I totally took the first job that came along. And also took the second job that came along and worked both of them for a bit and eventually the second job became a permanent job that I could really see me keeping happily for a long time. I had no idea this was even a job that people had, much less one I could do, didn't come close to thinking of even the collection of skills I use in all my brainstorming of What To Do For a Living.

Is it possible we could have "Community" at the buffistas? I'm not sure we are ready for that.

Just today I was thinking that taking Spanish at the Community College would totally help me with my job (and not just be a crazy fannish thing to do, because of course that thought is in the back of my mind)

I'm a little scared tonight. The new shift is...the nurse who helped me from the chair back to the bed (there are procedures) is wearing Vibram toe shoes and clearly is going to strangle me with her feet while I sleep. The Eastern European nurse is hysterical though. "These two medicines, they have to do with poop. This pill, and here is your beautiful drink. Do with it whatever makes you happy."

Do with the scared whatever makes you happy, ita.

I want to tell you not to fear the toe shoes, but wearing them to work is several levels above me, I think.

Vibram toe shoes

they are awesome shoes, ita. You need to become one of us.

See, I don't like regular toes anyway. I definitely don't want to see them highlighted.

So, no open-toe shoes with pedicures?