I am also sleepy and SO OVER work today. Why isn't it tomorrow yet?

Ugh. The only thing I hate more than the woman who was not getting that 4PM on the east coast is 1PM here, is the woman who just came to me and asked for documentation about something that happened in August. I archived my emails, so went back and found some for her, but she said she needs a report about it, and I honestly do not remember a damn thing. UGH.

I was forgetting about something I should have been working on all week. Surplus time problem = solved.

Where is that from? Irish?

Cornish.

Jessica, do you have to commute to Newark now?

Yep, but it's a reverse commute so it doesn't take any longer than getting to midtown. And I get to be alone in my car instead of sardined into the Q train at rush hour.

My customer's last name is U'Ren. Where is that from? Irish?

AFAIK, it originated in Cornwall as Uren. No idea why there's a Go'a'uld apostrophe in it now.

No idea why there's a Go'a'uld apostrophe in it now.

Ah ha! He's been snaked! No wonder he's inflicting Rush Limbaugh on me from the background!

edit: though now that I think about it, without the apostrophe, his name gets pronounced "urine". With the apostrophe, he gets "you-wren".

I have an author who cannot understand that we need permission to reproduce a table that was published in another journal's article. Well, that's not accurate; the author cannot seem to grasp that we need a standard permission FORM. We've sent the author the form, and THREE TIMES he has forwarded us a copy of the email he sent to the other journal requesting permission.

It's not actually my responsibility to wrangle this, because the article has moved past the stage where I deal with it, but because the author has my email from earlier in the process, he keeps emailing ONLY ME. Like, the editorial office -- a whole different email than mine -- will email him and ask, AGAIN, for the damn permission form, and he will reply by forwarding *me* the copy of the email where he asked the other journal for permission.

I finally replied to him and told him that he needs to send the FORM to such-and-such address (and cc-ed the other address), noted it was in the cc field, and told him to STOP emailing me.

We'll see what happens. My money is on me getting at least one more copy of the email where he's asking the other journal for permission.

I used to think that JAMA, being published by the AMA, was so big-time that surely the authors would have their shit together. I was SO WRONG.

Guys, my house is starting to look SO GOOD. There's some in-progress pics on Facebook. This dark grey, light grey, white trim and wainscotting is so elegant and pretty.

God DAMN, I don't want to move.

Can I just say that YESTERDAY was such a stressful mess for me, but then there was this one moment of Awesome! that got me through the rest of it. Awesome = msbelle cookies! Little package of love in the mail. So great! So yum!

Thank you, msbelle!