Wait, was he lying about leaving to test your loyalty? That is really screwed up.

Or HR tanked whatever the new role was after he opened his big mouth. (Again, his fault, not yours.)

I have no idea. I will no longer ask questions. I need to not work here. I need to marry a rich person who lives somewhere else and would like to send me a monthly stipend. Can one of you get on that for me? Highlights you can use to sell me: I am humorous. I am not emotionally needy. I can use power tools. I bake well. I pull weeds like a champ. I am better at gaining weight than I ever knew. I am mostly emotionally stable. My kid is cute and would look good in fake family pictures.

Yeah, just keep your head down.

This is why I should be working more an on the internet less: I have seen multiple stories about last night's Good Wife, but I haven't watched it yet! And may not have time tonight, either.

Why the hell did I book an 8am physical therapy appointment? Ugh. Am awake and unhappy about it. And won't have time to get coffee before the appointment.

Today's amusing medical editing anecdote: an editorial about how the big swoopy Justin Bieber bangs are a good thing in terms of providing photoprotection to the forehead from sun damage. No lie. (Although they don't actually name the Biebs, they refer to a "teen mega celebrity" and describe his hair in a way that it's clearly him.)

Go Bieber with the photoprotective hair!

msbelle, your hopefully-ex-boss is an infantile control freak and should not be in any kind of power position.

That's bonkers, msbelle. IDEK.

I had difficulty getting dressed this morning to the point that I was actually late to work. I feel like I should have mastered that by now.

Okay, so emails have successfully gone through to the new journal, and I do officially have the job! Go employment! It doesn't start until next month, because of the way their production schedule works.

Yay, Steph!