When I do my self eval, I have to provide hard examples of how I meet or exceed certain criterea. I pull quotes and dates and such from that folder. "On June 14th, John Smith asked me to audit project xxx, worth $500M, as an expert in revenue review".

Jesse, if you don't already, create a mail folder or filter or whatever called "kudos" and stick that e-mail in there along with any other glowing responses.

I have this! It's called Nice Things.

I do it, too.

Looks like K-Bug and bf have found an apartment and are hoping to move as of Feb 15th. They looked at the place yesterday and have some questions for management. They are going back on Friday to, hopefully, sign their lease. I have a feeling it is going to be a stressful 2 weeks and then ahhhhhhh.

I have offered them some furniture and they are all "maybe, I don't know". Kids, you have no furniture, you are putting out rent for the first time ever, there are plenty of small incidental costs that add up fast - take the free furniture at least for the short term.

This is either going to be great for them or a total disaster. He still doesn't know how to give her space when she needs it - but now she can come visit me if she needs to get away.

That's exciting, Suzi. There always has to be a first time, right? And now the Jensen Ackles shrine craft room can be set up!

Blogpost with lots of lambs in snow pictures.

Sparky, if only I were having similar Zulilly issues...then I would stop fucking shopping there. But everything shows up (eventually) fine, and apart from my breasts' insistence on needing an L when the rest of my body will settle for an M, no problem with the wares.

But they are really good for finding weird looking clothes that I wouldn't bump into otherwise.

I'm trying to work out what precisely their business model offers them, and wondering why I haven't seen it elsewhere--is that just my lack of being out in the world? I mean, their prices are decent discounts, at least for the stuff I look at.

I got a call this morning from Kaiser.

They assigned me a new psychiatrist. He would like to see me Tuesday at 3pm.

"I've been trying to get hospitalized, can you find a better time?"

"You can't do Tuesday?"

"No. I'm trying get hospitalized."

"How about Wednesday?" (Ed. Note: No, I am not shitting you)

....

"SURE. WHO IS THE DOCTOR?"

"Adrian Mirea."

This is the same fuckstick who gave me the Wellbutrin and said to come back in six months, by then, I was psychotic.

I give up. I can't anymore.

Don't give up, Allyson. It should not be this bad and hard, but don't give up. You're worth it. Your mental health is worth fighting for.

Allyson, what would happen if you just went to the ER? (I have no idea, so that might a horrible thing, but sometimes I find you just have to force the issue. "I need this, and I need it now.")

I'm sorry they're being so stupid.