7 degrees here. I took a taxi.

Back in double digits, barely. And snow! Yay!

all decisions were made from the Provost's office, based on job descriptions

OH, fer. That's ridiculous. Do they not consider seniority?

Stupid books.

HAH, Jesse. I was up until 2AM on Sunday night, reading a LotR novel in which Legolas falls in love with a human woman. No, I have no idea. (It was actually pretty good, once you get past the basic idea: slowly developed and as canonical as possible given the storyline.)

We've got 20 whole degrees here below the Mason/Dixon line...but it 'feels like' 10.

Speaking of feels. Sparky, I hope the PTB have the good sense to feel appropriately appreciative and dependent feelings towards YOU, for goodness sakes.

So. I felt so relieved about finally getting into see the podiatrist last week but my good feel was premature. I've called 3 times, asking for what to do next and have had no response in a week.

The two people I have actually spoken to behave as if I am speaking another language. They keep asking me, "What did he tell you to do?"

HE DIDN'T. I'm waiting for him to get and respond to test results so that he CAN tell me what to do.

"Well. If he didn't call, that means the test results were good."

No. He didn't take the blood. He's getting blood test results from the lab. He said I needed the medication, but he had to see the results first.

"If he gave you medication, you have to take it."

He DIDN'T.

I don't even know.

In the meanwhile, ever time I get a twinge in my foot, I'm freaking out that it will lead back to the hospital. Stress. It's eating me from the bottom of my foot.

I won't say the temp here. I will say I love my city.

Good luck today, Sparky. What a mess.

And much job~ma to you, Consuela.

I will say I love my city.

At this point, I think I'll say this when I've moved to Fiji. I can't do winter anymore, for real.

At this point, I think I'll say this when I've moved to Fiji. I can't do winter anymore, for real.

Yes, this is when I decided to move to New Orleans. The heat in the summer is much more bearable than the cold of the winter in Boston, where I hear that it is a -6 degree windchill today.

As with Pix, I won't go into the temps for today, but I will say that when it is ~40 degrees, that is "cold" here.

We have actual winter here and it was -36 not too far from here a few days ago but it's supposed to be 70 today.

I decided, after I moved from MN, that I actually like winter and cold temperatures, but not for the long, unbroken 6 months of MN winter. I enjoy it all in small doses.

I talked to my boss today and he said there's one veteran still in the pool with me. And then he asked if I had a Plan B, which is not encouraging.

Consuela, I think at this point you should have said "Shooting spree?"

Seriously.

And then he asked if I had a Plan B, which is not encouraging.

Is that the first time this has come up? My stomach sank when I saw that.

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